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20 years, 6 years, a week.

Any time.

By RabbitPublished about a year ago 1 min read
20 years, 6 years, a week.
Photo by Anastasia Sklyar on Unsplash

We can sit here for a long time.

I'll hold space for you.

It doesn't matter how long it's been.

20 years, 6 years, or a week.

I will make time for you.

Come talk to me patting the spot next to me.

I know there is a lot to say.

Let's start with how are you.

It's been such a long time.

I'm sorry about all the losses.

Happy for what you have accomplished.

Those are all wonderful things.

I stare out into the dark sky filled with tiny stars.

A breeze grazes my face.

My hand reaches for yours to hold.

Nights like this hold so many memories.

Let's talk about all of them.

I remember this, I remember that.

They bring smiles to our faces.

Others brought us to tears.

We can talk like this forever.

Let's do it more often.

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About the Creator

Rabbit

I see the world a little differently than most. Even at a young age I was writing down what I saw but never sharing it with a soul until now. I'm choosing love over fear.

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Nice work

Very well written. Keep up the good work!

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    Original narrative & well developed characters

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