Watching

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I watch you,

sitting at your desk-

A shaky hand raking down 

the tired features of your face

as you mumble to yourself.


I watch you,

reminiscing about the golden days-

filled with times of war and happy travels.


I watch you,

when we talk about things on your mind

and see the sadness in your eyes.

I want nothing more than to see you smile.


I watch you,

when you sing random tunes-

with a raspy voice

and I chuckle to myself,

when you have a song stuck in your head.


I watch you,

because you are you.

And you watch me,

because I am me.

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