Ask

One day I realised
That you were no longer
A real person,
But words on a page.
I had written
A new version of you.
With these words
As your hands
And your face
And your heart
You were somebody
Who could love me
In a way
That I shouldn’t have
To ask for;
You just did it
As naturally
As taking off your shoes,
Or stepping off a curb.

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