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as I get older

I agree more and more with the sentiment that

love is a choice

love is time and effort

more years make us professional forgetters

believe me I will not be able to tell you

what you bought me last christmas

that just means

it is even more of a surprise

when you do the same thing again

lift me from the inside like it’s the first time

you make me want to

do stupid things

dance at midnight

make animal noises out loud

and not always turn the lights on

you make me want to

quit the game of the world,

stay cozy for a year or two or seven

sometimes give up my dignity

(for a few seconds)

to make you laugh like that

and then later

taste a piece of your dignity on my tongue

drawing a second dawn out of you

you with your poems spilling all my favorite words

you make me want to

sprint to the store every sunday morning

and make you a forever

you are the best kind of habit

I’ve been waiting all my life

to waste my time with you