He was so perfect, he was the shinning sun. and i was a speck of dust. and maybe to him; i was a flower
and maybe that why we departed, i was just a flower, and he wanted the ocean.
and i felt like a peck of dust when in reality i am the stares that lite up the dark night.
and almost like magic, i found the dark night, and he lets me shine, and lit him up;
both at the same time.
-Desirea Fox
for the person who cheated on you or replaced you or didn't realize what you really were worth; and when he left you realized how much you were worth. something like that...
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