#1774

She measures time by the intervals
within which she is graced
with your existence.

Her day is not complete if
it ends with anyone except you,
and it is terrifying how badly her world
would fall off its axis if you
felt a change in seasons.

Her dependency is slowly
becoming fragility, and I fear
that it will soon break her.

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