If we could live in moments
only the ones we chose
I would choose to smell your pillow on my bed
and to see your smile for the first time.
I would take your picture.
I would laugh at your jokes.
I would watch you gesture grandly
and meet you off the train.
Infatuation, call it what you will
but if I could live in moments;
I would choose yours here with me
and keep my heart there still.
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