Confession
I promised myself no more letters
so I'll think of this as a confession
I almost call you every day
every day I resist it
every day I'm waiting for your call
you still occupy every bit of my being
maybe what is different now is that I've learned how to make it liberating
you are the missing piece of every happy moment I live
and I'm still waiting for you to come back home
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