"typical seconds of my day:
wake and think of you;
you must be at work or stuck in traffic.
as I go to sleep i think of you,
imagining how I'll manage to see you,
what happens when I do;
and between waking and sleep:
a little rush of hope
that it's a message from you--
riding the roller coaster at a fair,
slow moving
lots of dips and rises.
Oh, we're lovers in this life,
although it ain't curtains yet.
(you never know).
Must be responsible now.
Sending this later."
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