laying in the dark
watching a movie
   until the commercial breaks in
rolling over, i close my eyes
remembering...
remembering you
     when you held me in your arms all through the night
      waking up in your arms feeling secure
     when your lips brushed mine and you looked down at me
      with a taunting grin
     when your eyes were watching me
      when mine were watching you
remembering...
   i remember those times as if they were just yesterday
rolling over, my tears spill over
standing up, I walk to my desk and sit
watching...
watching my fish
gaining control...once again

"Nothing is trivial."
--Eric Draven, The Crow

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