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The ticking echoing from the wristwatch you gave me lulls me to sleep each night,
like a metronome set to play the perfect song someone forgot to write.
Every night, while I listen to each second fade into the next, I imagine things.
I imagine you laying beside me holding my hand, kissing my lips, bodies close.
I imagine that we're older and have kids of our own.
I imagine that we're happy until I fall asleep, only to wake up disappointed again.
They say love can do amazing, powerful, even impossible things.
Do you think our love could make time go quicker? My watch tick faster?
Every little tick is one more tick that I've spent thinking about you.
There hasn't been a tick that wasn't spent missing and thinking about you.
I close my eyes and concentrate on the quiet, repetitive sound.
I think about how it once was the continuous sound of your heartbeat I fell asleep to.
The ticking is just a substitute for your heartbeat, pounding with love.
Both the beat and the tick were special gifts to me from you.
Both I will treasure for as long as you'll allow.
I slowly slip into dreams of you again, aided by your mechanical pulse.