as if i had not paid any attention to the passing of time because i was sipping a glass of red letting the layers fall. i never anticipated losing time. i just smiled and accepted a second glass. her eyes never told of the days she would consume, the thoughts she would pull from my mind.
i wrote dates on stars and affixed them to the wall to remind me of her.
yet really i need no reminder.
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