In 10 years,
you won’t remember
my name. I will be
just a tiny puzzle
of your youth, a
forgotten piece,
a forgotten kiss,
another forgotten
snowflake that
melted in
your hands.
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Winter solstice

The sun rose at 6:17
this morning and will
set at 5:32 tonight. I
will think about you a
hundred times during
the shortest day of the
year and dream a thousand
dreams of you during
the longest night.
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