It was flood, it had come;
I broke habits to end up in your bed.
Television told us something, I wasn’t listening;
I was falling asleep across your breast,
Couldn’t tell if you were breathing.
The film was on loop through the night.
Like a bloodied rose between your lips,
We were holding each other tight until our spines cracked.
And it was over before it began.
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