Last night you held me in your arms.
Last night, instead of rolling over to our respective places you held me tight and stayed close by until the sun came up.
Last night a shift in our relationship occurred.
Last night in the whispered silence you came to understand a part of me I hide.
This morning I wonder if you will treat me differently, as a flawed and fragile being.
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