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Jun 2015
because
when it came to you
it was always incomplete thoughts
because no one
in their right mind
wants to be logical
when in the presence of a
connection so supernatural
some people don't
believe it even exists.

when it came to us
and keeping promises
and planning forever
nothing was as solid as the doubt.

we were living ghosts-
and loving every second of it-

acting as if hands can keep a  firm grip on love
                                                            ­                  hope
                                          ­                                           mist and
never know longing.
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