at the window

The night is cool. The sky is dark.

I’m at the window.

I’m still.

I’m here.

Waiting.

I won’t forget and I won’t deny. I don’t regret and I will not hurt.

I smile. I cry. I gasp for air.

I’m still.

I’m here.

I’m still here.

Waiting.

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