you rest
your head
on me
I sit
and hold you
and think
remember me
this way
please
remember me
always
this way
the one
who could save you
the one
who could hold you
and make almost any tears dry
the one with who you discovered wonders wide
in the world we created
the world I could never have had
without you
and these moments
and now as you grow
into your own ways
these moments where I make it into all you need me to be
grow more precious and scarce
tonight as my shoulder
once again becomes, at the moment you fade, soft as any pillow
I will miss this
I think
maybe the most of all
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