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Jul 2018
Some say love is just an illusion
Just a simple irreconcilability of 2 minds
It’s what we want to be not someone we want to see
It’s also a ton of work
It’s a ton of work you refuse to open your mind towards
I knock
One knock...
You answer...
You say here I am come and be apart of a life I want you to see
I want you to feel
Like a silent storm that settles after a hurricane
I want you to see
Like a mother’s first sight upon her new born babies face
I want you to breathe
Like a hot steaming apple pie your grandmother bakes and leaves out on the stove
Two knocks...
You prop the door open..
You say silently under your breath...
I don’t  have anything for you anymore
No money
No job
No house
No family
But you can’t see I don’t want your stuff
#love,
I’ll never get to pull you out of the ashes
But
I’ll always remember how much I love you
Written by
Cheyenne  16/F
(16/F)   
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