When a week turned into a year,
and the night was a week long;
when joy broke down to a smile,
and a smile sank to sorrow;
i pulled on.
then: you were tense,
i went calm,
and you were relieved,
and so was i.
and then, you laughed,
i remember it clearly,
because when you smile,
i do too.
if you are changing
you will stay you.
you'll never be alone,
just alone together.
when tomorrow begins,
you will be here,
because you need to be here,
for it to dawn.
a common emotion emerges,
at the speed of thought,
traverses, embraces everything,
including us.
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