the inbetween

I don’t want
to share a home
a ring
to just fuck
one night

I want
to run my fingers through someone’s hair
to tell someone about my day
good morning and good night texts
wine and laughing and singing

I don’t want
endless small talk
breadcrumbs and ghosting

I just want
my person

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