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Something He will Never Read but Something I Constantly Convey

Former MemberFormer Member Believer in PlutoPosts: 131 The Mix Convert
11:11 and another second passes
Another moment spent in a false sense of normalcy
I rang, you picked up
Taking me places I thought I could never know
places I didn’t want to admit made me belong

Where there are miles
In this static, I’ve never felt more
Not like my beams over our heads but still closer
lying in the same beds of dread

Markers of time we probably shouldn’t have shared
Minutes, seconds, miles spent too close
Even though we couldn’t be farther apart
The beauty of knowing one another, a thing described as art
Passages of time defined in our separation

I wouldn’t trade my night for these moments
Nor my day,
You don’t believe it but I’m here to stay
Welcoming the clock,
A thing we can’t imagine could stop
Timeless but aware of our age and how it continues to change
before we knew it,
It was 11:11 and another second passes us

*This poem was written for my best friend, Thomas(-which isn't his actual name), who is in California right now.
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