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I long to belong somewhere
Across this universe
Where we could fit in together
And then I decided to build one in my mind

Some place covered with white walls and high windows;
So that the warmth of sun could come
And the breezy wind keep on knockin’

Not so big but enough to put in a large tv & long couch
For us to sit in while watching;
Gasping at serial killer documentaries,
Crying at romantic movies,
Staying up all night to binge the whole season of series

A home full of your voice singing
“And yes, I’m a mess but I’m blessed to be stuck with you,”
While I laugh doing random dance at the stairs

Our morning will be full of my rising anxiety
Starting with my last night’s dream story
and your hot cup of worry
You’ll blow it out with your raspy voice
And hug it tight to shut the noise

We both know that we don’t need much from a companion
Other than a person to share random jokes, stories,
and nights full of endless conversation with

In a crowded city we will be enough;
Me with my pen, small notebook, and pile of words
You with your fast-dragged cigarette, floating ambition, and hope for a better world

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We could have had this with each other
If only we were both be braver
If only our ego is kinder
Miles and miles away from our own walls
that we build way too higher

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