There's something in my closet. Its raspy monster breath makes my curtains flutter at night. I tell my mom, but she says it's just the sound of the wind whispering secrets to the moon.
There's
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January holds me close like an embrace from an old friend
January calls me from a California area code and
asks me what I want for lunch in Cantonese
January warms my lungs while I slurp on hot soup shared with friends
in the corner of a Chinese restaurant, longing
for my mom's cooking
January books me a plane ticket to NYC for spring break, anticipating
warmer days that she knows will come long after she's left
January awkwardly laughs on a first date, sneaking glances
at this pretty stranger who reminds me of a new book that's
waiting to be read and memorized
January tucks me in tight underneath a pile of blankets. I ask
her to stay a little longer before she leaves again
I don't want her to go but she tells me she'll be back before I know it
Satisfied with her answer, I close my eyes
Before I'm even awake, she's gone
See you soon, I whisper into the cold morning air all alone
January calls me from a California area code and
asks me what I want for lunch in Cantonese
January warms my lungs while I slurp on hot soup shared with friends
in the corner of a Chinese restaurant, longing
for my mom's cooking
January books me a plane ticket to NYC for spring break, anticipating
warmer days that she knows will come long after she's left
January awkwardly laughs on a first date, sneaking glances
at this pretty stranger who reminds me of a new book that's
waiting to be read and memorized
January tucks me in tight underneath a pile of blankets. I ask
her to stay a little longer before she leaves again
I don't want her to go but she tells me she'll be back before I know it
Satisfied with her answer, I close my eyes
Before I'm even awake, she's gone
See you soon, I whisper into the cold morning air all alone