Nowhere

you cry
on the one three six
to nowhere

and it is painful
and raw 
and breathtakingly 
beautiful

your salt 
runs down my fingers
as i feel
the eight months
which passed 
between us
press hard
on both
our shoulders

the one three six
continues
to nowhere
when i ask
if i can hold you

and you nod
and say
you are the only one
who can

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