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Mar 2019
Sometimes clouds are so thick that they seem black
And I know that hoping 365 days of clear skies is totally utopian
But I do

That's a good metaphor for my heart, too

There were times when some stars were shining up there
Or maybe it was just an illusion
I'll never know cause within minutes everything was grey again

But one day everything changed

I didn't really know how to handle it
I got scared
But not because I didn't want it
But because I wasn't used to

She was magic
And kindness
And love

She was love

And she lit up my days without even knowing it
She smiled and I forgot what darkness look like

Someone once said "the rest of the world was black and white but we were screaming in color"

And we were
I might have been blue
But she was the brightest yellow I've ever seen

The sun was right beside me
And I never saw I black cloud ever again
inspired by my girl, Agos CaΓ±ete
d-propano
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