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  • Writer's pictureModhayan


I’m here

standing on your doorstep

to do what’s wrong and feels right

I’m here

talking to you at midnight

to add you to my list of things I’ll regret

I’m here

sharing with you this glass of scotch

to lose control, to lose it all

I’m here

undressing you while we kiss over your couch

to dive into the magical abyss of now

I’m here

dancing under the shower with you

to make it easy before I go

I’m here

standing on your doorstep

thinking of what could go wrong once I knock on your door

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