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Apr 2017
He is fire, and I am ice.
One look at him brightens my dark eyes.
The heat of his body warms my frozen heart.
I might melt, so we stay apart.

He is outgoing, I am reserved.
I am not the one that he deserved.
Yet he chose me out of everyone else,
And stayed with me to hear the morning bells.

He is the sun, and I am the moon.
I keep him out, but he's immune.
He is kind and very funny,
I have no idea why he likes me.

He is Springtime and I am Fall.
When he's here, I have a hard time keeping up my wall.
He plays the guitar and the piano,
And I have a hard time singing solo.

He had grace, and I was clumsy,
But that didn't stop him from loving me.
No one would ever think that we'd be together,
But we knew that we're meant for each other.
It's fun getting to know someone who isn't like you.
Luna Marie
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Luna Marie  17/Adventuring
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