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  • You couldn't come to the phone
    You were too sick
    And I panicked
    Thinking this was it
    It was the end
    It was the reason I called

    I sat to calm down
    And could only think
    Of sending you peaceful thoughts
    Of keeping you comfortable, safe
    From any pain, any hurt
    The tightness in my chest
    (maybe in solidarity with you)
    Was too strong
    And I kept panicking
    Willing the thoughts to leave
    I was sure this was it
    The end

    Then I opened my eyes
    And I came back to my sofa
    And I knew you wouldn't die
    Not tonight
    You would still be here one more day
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