Sean (darksoul) wrote,
Sean
darksoul

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finding that niche that feels like home

sitting on your couch
the hours passed without our notice
your nose buried in a book
my head on your shoulder, reading snippets here and there
comfortable in silence

eyes pointed towards that rocking horse passing high
chasing after cotton candy and a plane's vapor trail
soft grass mingling with my hair
a cool breeze on my cheek

a plate of mashed potatoes and corn
like mom used to make

the cool night air flowing through the windows
talking the night away
wandering the city aimlessly

i don't know that either of us knew what we wanted then
though the potential brought me joy
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