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Falling out of you and into

Someone else’s bed

Someone else’s head

Has been a paradox

You’re still here and

I see you in my sleep

I see you in my dreams

The ones where I wake up falling

You’re still here and

I see you in his charms

I see you in his arms

When they wrap themselves around me

And in the morning when I wake

I think it’s you caressing my face

I think it’s you, with me, in our own place

One of days we sleep til noon

I need to know if I can keep falling

Out of love with you

If we’re really through

If there’s nothing else we could possibly do

Before it’s his brown eyes I’m drowning in

And your brown eyes have faded in

My memories.