don't turn on the light
01.10.03 10:38 a.m.

I think of how tired her face looks sometimes. And then of how her look changes throughout the night.

I think to myself- now is the time. Just say it. And a wave overcomes my body and I think of -- am I to call it that already? If I am to wait- then it will come and bite me in the ass later on.

Maybe we are to plunge head on into the deep end of the pool- a place that we are both afraid of drowning in. But I can perhaps keep you afloat if you promise to keep the water clear.

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