prologue
"amelie"
she tossed back and forth throughout the night,
the crickets halfway through their symphony.
and i see her.
my heart so delicately placed in angelic hands.
sheets tucked around her with such care,
i only wish to hold her all the same.
and i look at her.
i wonder if she is really there?
when i open my eyes,
she has curled herself around me.
made herself a place in my hollowed heart.
she is my safety blanket
she is home.
-a.i
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