And
as you sang me the lyrics to all my favorite songs and told me
stories of all the wonderful things we'd done before Sleep pulled me
away, she promised to bring me back in the morning. To return me
safely to your arms safely in tune with the patterns of your breath
breathing mine. She swears there would not be another moment in Time
for anyone once Death reached out for my hand, so she had to protect
me just a little bit longer, for your sake. And everything was so
perfect for the first time in so long. You wouldn't know it unless
walls could talk but Sleep promised me she would bring me back as
long as you promised to still be here in the morning.
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