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Look out the window at that ocean view. I’ll come to you in waves.

With your next appetite, I’ll be exactly what you crave.

Look in the mirror and we’ll talk face-to-face.

Close your eyes. I’ll make a visit in your dreams.

Amp the volume to your tunes. I’ll surround you in streams.

I will travel through noise and underneath silence by various means.

Ill be on your fingertips- the same ones you took away from me.

The fingertips that stopped touching me, pointed me to the door, and made me feel unworthy.

Yes, let me go, but you won’t breath easy. I’ve already unpacked my being next to the things you promised me.

Wanted me to feel put out. Abandoned. Forgotten. Lonely.

But while you were preparing to disconnect from me…

I made a home in your memory.