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I want you to know.

That long after we said goodnight,
well past the time I prayed you were sleeping peacefully,
as the night became quiet,
I sat here thinking
of you.

I couldn't now reproduce my thought train in words
any more than I could mold the original stones
from the sands of the shore.

But I know what I waited for. For that last silly "goodnight", in a long chain of "no, really...bed, now" 's.

I wanted yet another reach from you, proving that it is real.

Then, looking at the chain of us touching across the distance;

I knew I was wrong in what I said, that more time to think of context would have seen me better; that it would not be a lie.

to say I love you as well.

I just wanted you to know.