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Cheesy, horrid jokes.
Laughing at you and with you.
Brown orbs looking at me with admiration.
My save and grace.
The one to make me erupt in butterflies,
And to lose my cool all in a go.
One who stumbled upon a girl,
A girl who thought wasn’t good enough.
To being my friend, to partner and coworker,
To being the man who was waiting for me.
All along it was you who I stood on standby for,
Completely captivated by a single glance.
Humorously thought as I stare into your eyes,
We were and are love at first sight.
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Gentle circles are made on your back,
A light snore makes it’s way to your lips.
Lips I’ve touched thrice over,
Lips that’ve consumed my being.
Everlasting.
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I found love three times,
Once with someone who was too late,
Another we held each other accountable,
But this one?
This one is the one meant for me,
One who wouldn’t use my past as a scapegoat.
One that was similar to what I had before abuse,
Thinking that was what I deserve as my ex had said.
I found what I was looking for;
Finally.

Sitting alone at a table.
A pin on your hat to state yourself,
He/Him.
Our eyes had met and I knew,
I would be letting go finally.
I would be freed from horrid grasps,
Trifling ties of abuse of both sides.
He had saved me,
Just by sitting at table 33.

I will always hate you,
Hating for the way it ended,
Hating the communication,
Hating being with you.
So much resentment for one person,
It’s fleeting and futile.
Gone is the sweetness,
For you all there will be is bitterness.

I do things with him I didn’t with you.
My communication is worth more than my screams.
You held me back and held you.
We thought it was love,
When in fact,
It ‘twas an idea.

Everything is now in place,
We are seeing anew,
And we continue on our paths,
Never looking back.