are we strangers now?

two months.

three full moons.

one charlotte martin release.

one long weekend in delaware.

two saintly holidays (valentine & patrick).

sixty-or-so sunrises and sunsets (some brilliant and blazing with colour, others softer, quieter, refined).

all of these are lost between us.

two months will turn into two years.

and then two lifetimes.

(as strangers)

we are almost there.

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