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fog gusted in
followed by the night drifting
i am still here.
i am waiting for myself to return.
honestly, it's taking too damn long.

i can peacefully watch weather patterns all season. i can sense the changing temperature of the room, hear you come and go, and still i'll be here.

i'm waiting for the moment when i'll recognize myself. i want to find my heart again. i want to put it back in my body, feel it rest there, feel everything else float around it, feel the full weight of its beats. you know, i feel i owe you an apology. i know you were here (i heard you), but with my heart outside my body i was never much use to you.