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fathomless It is perhaps, the end of the beginning.
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i don't know...

i don't remember

i'm on the roof top.

i'm on the roof top. i can see the busy traffic from up here.

i'm on the roof top. i can see the busy traffic from up here. the noise of vehicles slowly fade into the background the longer i sit.

i'm on the roof top. i can see the busy traffic from up here. the noise of vehicles slowly fade into the background the longer i sit. i wrap my arms around my knees.

i'm on the roof top. i can see the busy traffic from up here. the noise of vehicles slowly fade into the background the longer i sit. i wrap my arms around my knees. i sit in the loud silence.

the chilly night air stings my face.

the chilly night air stings my face. it feels numb.

the chilly night air stings my face. it feels numb. but the calm, soothing sort of numbness.

the chilly night air stings my face. it feels numb. but the calm, soothing sort of numbness. i like it.

i blink

a soft rustle next to me.

a soft rustle next to me. i see you sitting there

a soft rustle next to me. i see you sitting there face toward the night sky

a soft rustle next to me. i see you sitting there face toward the night sky, hair flying in the breeze.

a soft rustle next to me. i see you sitting there face toward the night sky, hair flying in the breeze. you don't look back at me.

a soft rustle next to me. i see you sitting there face toward the night sky, hair flying in the breeze. you don't look back at me. but i see the slight smile on your face

a soft rustle next to me. i see you sitting there face toward the night sky, hair flying in the breeze. you don't look back at me. but i see the slight smile on your face, you know i'm here.

i look back at the roads.

i look back at the roads. vehicles whooshing past every few seconds

i look back at the roads. vehicles whooshing past every few seconds the winds getting colder .

i look back at the roads. vehicles whooshing past every few seconds the winds getting colder . that silence enveloping the cold.

i look back at the roads. vehicles whooshing past every few seconds the winds getting colder . that silence enveloping the cold. my arms grow tighter around my knees.

we sit like that

we sit like that for decades, for hours, for seconds.

we sit like that for decades, for hours, for seconds. not uttering a single word.

we sit like that for decades, for hours, for seconds. not uttering a single word. the street lights start blinking.

we sit like that for decades, for hours, for seconds. not uttering a single word. the street lights start blinking. the lights go out.

we sit like that for decades, for hours, for seconds. not uttering a single word. the street lights start blinking. the lights go out. still darkness

for a second i feel nothing

for a second i feel nothing except the cold.

for a second i feel nothing except the cold. then the familiar warmth

for a second i feel nothing except the cold. then the familiar warmth you come closer

for a second i feel nothing except the cold. then the familiar warmth you come closer, wrapping me in your arms.

for a second i feel nothing except the cold. then the familiar warmth you come closer, wrapping me in your arms. i lean against your chest.

for a second i feel nothing except the cold. then the familiar warmth you come closer, wrapping me in your arms. i lean against your chest. trying not to breathe.

for a second i feel nothing except the cold. then the familiar warmth you come closer, wrapping me in your arms. i lean against your chest. trying not to breathe. too loud.

your hands twirl around my hair.

your hands twirl around my hair. as we both stare ahead into nothing.

your hands twirl around my hair. as we both stare ahead into nothing. absolute stillness

your hands twirl around my hair. as we both stare ahead into nothing. absolute stillness silence

silence.

silence..

silence...

i blink

the cold is back

the cold is back i look by my side

the cold is back i look by my side you aren't there

the cold is back i look by my side you aren't there my wrinkled hands pat around the floor next to me

the cold is back i look by my side you aren't there my wrinkled hands pat around the floor next to me searching for something

the cold is back i look by my side you aren't there my wrinkled hands pat around the floor next to me searching for something i can't remember how i got up here.

my legs hurt from the cold

my legs hurt from the cold i remember that i forgot to take my arthritis medicine

my legs hurt from the cold i remember that i forgot to take my arthritis medicine i can't get up.

my legs hurt from the cold i remember that i forgot to take my arthritis medicine i can't get up. my leg hurts.

my legs hurt from the cold i remember that i forgot to take my arthritis medicine i can't get up. my leg hurts. the traffic buzzes louder.

my legs hurt from the cold i remember that i forgot to take my arthritis medicine i can't get up. my leg hurts. the traffic buzzes louder. my ears hurt.

my legs hurt from the cold i remember that i forgot to take my arthritis medicine i can't get up. my leg hurts. the traffic buzzes louder. my ears hurt. my eyes hurt.

my legs hurt from the cold i remember that i forgot to take my arthritis medicine i can't get up. my leg hurts. the traffic buzzes louder. my ears hurt. my eyes hurt. i don't remember how i got up here.

the rooftop...

the rooftop... i don't remember.

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