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That is it
You may think I want you
That I love you
Maybe, but—
No longer am I in love with you
Rather, the thought of you
What we could have been
I no longer dream of you as “him”
My “soul-mate”, “the one”
Only as the filler
Who calms the quiet
Lying behind me;
Wrapping your arms around my waist
I dream of you, lying in my bed—
When I awake; there you are
I do not need you
Although, I sometimes want—
Physically—
Because you are the presence;
My relief—
That is it
