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A goal without definition

5/16/2017

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And there is a weight in my chest
Too heavy to lift
Compressing my lungs
So I'm sipping careful breaths
Of air so thin it stings


This is what it is to miss you
Living half a life
Just enough to sustain me
Not enough to fulfill


I want the small things
Keys dropped next to each other on the table
A shared ice cream spoon in the sink
Streaky with residue no amount of licking can remove
My ribs expanding to their fullest
And you next to me


This feeling is new
A tie that binds without binding
The weight of waiting
A goal without definition


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