There’s many a thing that I find delicate,
shoe laces paired with puppies and wine glasses when I’m tired but when it comes to you, it’s timing.
Or so I thought,
till other factors factored in, but I still make excuses
and I probably will for longer than we’d both prefer.

Miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
and bad timing.
Mostly you however
is why the clocks stopped
is why bad things loom
you are why
you are only why
no one else will feel like home.

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