Too tired of running to remember my name
But your presence leaves me breathless
Rubbing off the charcoal and burnt edges
It’s been so long since I could just rest
Head buried in my arms on your shoulder
Softly healing the burning, scars that still ache
The only thing in my existence that makes no demands
Past the limits of what my endurance takes
Content to stay here forever
Such a gift that you bring, that you are
A hope and a reason to wake up tomorrow
Someday I’ll be able to see that far
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