Other people,

Tiny lights,

In a windowsill at night,


In the silence. 

I am one of you, I think,

And you are just like me,

A little world of privacy

Moments in time,

In place, as I pass by.

I think


Is the hardest thing to say

Besides “I love you”

And to mean it

When you say either.


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