You told me I was beautiful,
A cigarette between your teeth.
I raged at the careless gesture,
You laughed and smiled.
The first meeting,
A beautiful metaphor.
A first kiss,
A shared wish,
And the silent love.
A beautiful metaphor.
Happily Ever After came crashing down,
Our demise up in lights,
You held on 'til the bitter end,
A flickering candle in the dead of night.
A beautiful metaphor.
You'll live forever in me.
Augustus and Hazel,
Okay? Okay.
A beautiful metaphor.
A poem about "The Fault In Our Stars"
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