i woke up with your beautiful name and body curling up 
next to me. your room soaked in a clear, late-morning 
light, dull music still ticking quietly. the same birds 
singing that had started when we drifted asleep. i touch 
your cool hair and velvety back. do you even understand 
why i call you angel, nani? driving me back in the warm 
air and i can feel our time is almost through. "so why 
don't you move here?" and you know i'm just dumb enough 
to. "when will i see you again? i hope soon..." but i 
know i don't really need to, because once is enough to 
bond me to you, but you know i'd love to see you, nani. i 
attach too easily and it just leaves me empty.