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Free Write

I find myself wishing for you in this moment

I hate that

Even at night

After I burned your pages

And our faces

That the memory lingers

In every communication

I wish I could love

I wish I could live

Without the restraints

Of knowing

They say to seek enlightenment

To look for peace in suffering

I wonder at how we could spend hours writing

And that you say you care

I cried in your arms

In the dark car

I should have gone home instead