"i am running out of words"
it would be easy to tell you
who told me this,
but it might also be a lie.
i wish more people
would realize
how small we are, and how
lonely everybody is.
could i be lonely with you?
it is our secret,
one of those
no one speaks of.
until you realize once again
how much we don't
seem to matter one second,
but the next,
we mean everything.
our universe isn't getting any smaller.
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