Ninety

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Seeing him asleep made me happy.

I liked looking at him.

We laid together.

He said he hurt less.

So I was able to cuddle him.

I let my fingers slide along his cheeks.

And his jaw. And his lips.

"I love you a lot." I whispered.

"Stay strong for me. I sighed.

With that I fell asleep around two am.

I was awaken by Taylor's weeping.

He was crying in my sleep.

"I'm dying." he cried.

"No you're not." I caress his cheek.

"You're not."

- Shawn

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