Driving into the woods
I feel defeated, depleted
Sorrow strengthens my fear
like a lifesaving insulin
Eyes focused on places and spaces
we will be or have already been
The air was too tight to grasp
so we collected it all into
one sigh, one kiss, one laugh
But under the midnight blue
I feel an invisible draft
coming between the hope and trust
in that beautiful, hopeful, comfortable
future, present and past
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