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I think it was the 18th.
3 am.
I lit a cigarette and sat in the partially open window. I could feel the cool night air hit exposed flesh, as I was wearing only a robe that hung off my shoulders. I took a long swig of my beer and looked towards my bed. You were sound asleep, tangled up in my blankets. I wondered what you were dreaming and how long I should wait before waking you. For you're too far away when you sleep.
It was so picturesque.
I wished at that moment that I could keep you.
3 am.
I lit a cigarette and sat in the partially open window. I could feel the cool night air hit exposed flesh, as I was wearing only a robe that hung off my shoulders. I took a long swig of my beer and looked towards my bed. You were sound asleep, tangled up in my blankets. I wondered what you were dreaming and how long I should wait before waking you. For you're too far away when you sleep.
It was so picturesque.
I wished at that moment that I could keep you.