Breez

Once, when I was in the hospital, you visited me.

The others had gone to get coffee. I was alone with you. I held my breath.

I told you how I’d been up all night. The drugs had made my pupils expand.

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Do you ever think maybe your parents don’t give up enough good things?

Like your mother gave her body to house you, she gave her time and tears.

But maybe parents don’t give up enough of their pride?

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I had a dream the other night. About you.

I dreamt that you held my hand and then afterward you hugged me from behind as I fell asleep.

You’re soft, softer than I ever imagined. If I saw you smiling a

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"Here", he shoves a coffee cup at me. I accept and sip. Delicious.

"Thanks." I couldn't help the happy feeling that flowed through me at the taste of coffee. This was always our thing, or it used to b

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He was beautiful. He was beautiful in the silence.

You could see the intelligence in his eyes, his fluffy hair, you could see it in his clenched jaw and his folded arms. You could see it in the way he

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"If I kissed you now, how would it turn out for me?"

His sharp intake of breath was his way of communicating surprise. There was no usual eyebrow raise or smirk - there wasn't a dimple in sight. To be

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You are the only person I know who can make silence sound sarcastic.

I'd laugh at you if it wasn't so damn annoying.