I’m a fast breather
I’m a hairless dog
and alone at the end of the day I am just like the gahering fog

I’m a slow mover
I’m the best-laid plans
and alone at the end of the day I just sit with my head in my hands

but we speak easy
and we seldom fight
and I chew on the bones of the day while you sleep soft and warm in the night

and I can’t see you
with anyone else
even if that means holding you down
even if that means losing myself

he’s a smooth talker
and he shaves his face
and I wonder if you look at me and instead see him taking my place

but I do need you
and no one else
and I hope you’re around and forgiving when you see me losing myself

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