A westward stare into the blank night,
The obstacle retreat, to leave the dream its moment
Noise over voice, clinging to every word.

sadness beats its chest, dominating her words
an ear to hear it and take advantage of her vulnerable state she created

My touch bringing her closer, risking the possibility of me instead of him.
The tears drench my shoulder, bringing me down but comforting the thought.
In this moment we shared, we shared.
On this night it stays, it stays.
Until we meet again, again.
To bring each other down again, again

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