We leaned into each other on a shitty sofa,
our arms tangled together in wayward places.
We were in our favorite sweats, munching candy and popcorn,
watching old movies all night.

We kept everything dark,
and the light from the TV glowed on your beautiful face.
I wanted to kiss you,
but you were so entranced.

It was around midnight, and you had chosen something I loved,
simply because of how wonderful you were.
I wanted to return the favor,
but all we had left were movies for me.

The movie ended and I said I was tired.
I'd told you before I wanted to stay up all night,
and I was lying right now, because I could.

You followed me to bed,
and I spent hours watching you sleep,
your fingers, interlaced with mine,
gripping my arm close.

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