Beach House

Edging closer and closer, I feel the sweetness of your breath.

Moments pass and I do not feel like myself,

But instead one mass of heat moving in and out of space.

For just a while, I can stop pretending and let you see

Who I am when I am not with them.

You tell me things I am afraid to hear,

Because of how much I want them to be true.

I am going to let myself believe them,

But only because I believe in you.

“Real love finds you somewhere with your back to it”

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