i keep letting you go every night
only to wake up missing you
at noon: i let you go again
but you smirk at me and you stay
as i’m sipping my coffee, i let you go
but as i do it, i fantasise
about cooking with you
about laughing so hard my stomach hurts
or pulling you closer until our lips –
i let you go but i want you baby, i do
and with my last thought before i fall asleep
i say – go
or come back
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