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Aug 2019
It pains me
to look into the rain washed
windows of your soul
and realize I’ll never find shelter
in them.

Instead I’m forced to watch
as you with someone,
share the sun
on my darkest days.
Pouring blackness into
my white world
leaving me with nothing
but grey.

And when the sun sets,
and your eyes follow the horizon
until it bends,
I hope you realize why
we can never be,
"Just friends"
Bimsara De Silva
Written by
Bimsara De Silva  25/M/Sri Lanka
(25/M/Sri Lanka)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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