it amazes me how much time
the human mind, or simply,
a broken heart can grieve
on just one person –

and they could simply have no idea.

the preamble to self-deprecation
and sleepless pillow talk –

a love story torn in two
before the hero should be introduced.

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the earth froze as our eyes met - for only a hint;
then the flame vanished – suddenly reminding me how much
i’d love for us to meet for the first time, all over again.

wishing to fall for you – without the courage to tell you,

over and over

again and again.