With

With

I have lived without you,
And with.
I want with.

I have been alone,
And not.
It is you that makes me… no.

Remember when we watched
Someone pull from their moorings
And steer out to sea?

And we said we would have one of those?
One day?
Knowing we would not?

I love that you knew that.
That we would not.
Be on a yacht.

But that concrete.
Your shoes and the miles we walked.
I would bend now and kiss.

I have lived without you.
And with.
I want with.

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