Warm and silent
as close as possible
water on the windows cover us up
and I grabbed her
held her firm
and as close
as I could
I wasn't crying
but the sweat on
my brow
may as well
have been tears
We don't know what
we're doing
and I don't know
to what end
But it doesn't feel like betrayal anymore
and I like that
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