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Coincidentally looking up from your work  where you’re sitting by your desk,  and catching the exact moment  when the candle that you had jagged into an old wine bottle runs out,  the tiny rest of it falling into the empty bottle,  where there once had

I tense up to the unwanted thought of you.  Even though I fought for them not getting through the sealed down door I built for you In the deepest darkest depths of my mind where I’ve hidden it,  hoping that I would not