Snowing

I looked outside as I woke. A thin layer of snow covered everything. It was not dawn yet, so I covered myself for a little while longer deep in the blanket.

I looked at him for a second and realuzed he was half awake, watching. He put his arm around me. It felt good. It had always felt good.
- we should live together.

He didn't breathe a word.

I got up a while later.
- That was not an appropriate response, - I said. He didn't say anything.

I got dressed and told him I was leaving. He never said a word.

I don't think I will be back, to bear a greater silence than the snow, such a great distance while his arm is arround me and I wake to kisses of nothing.

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