We weren't what everyone would think to be in love,
We would sit for hours without talking, just looking at eachother.
In Silence.
How many Nights did we Spend staring at the stars,
Hand in hand,
Head on your chest, I heard your heart pound.
We weren't romantic love songs and picnics in the park,
We were ****** wrists and visible bones, bones that we loved of eachother so much.
We never said any vowes or declarations,
Yet We knew eachother inside out,
In depth.
We were never about sweet nothings, but about raw truth and love,
Spent days
Learning you, studying you,
I knew your every thought,
As you knew mine,
We spoke of every night that we slept alone and longed for someone just to hold.
See,
We were both just lonely, eternally, internally.
We just needed someone to know us, to know our sadness,
To be our happiness,
You
Were
Mine.
This is about someone who was in my life who was a carbon copy of me,
The only person that I ever connected with; loved.
Every single moment spent with them was precious.
They died, I don't know what else to say, or how else to.