Friday 18 November 2016

Fifteen minutes.

I love our chats before you fall asleep.
You try so hard to stay awake,
With question after question.
You don't really care for the answers,
You just don't want me to leave.
My heart, already skewed with my love for you,
Swells just that little more,
And fills the cracks from the broken pieces,
For a pure, warming, empowering,
Fifteen minutes.

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