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Jul 2020
pure,
perfect,
love.

there was a moment
he looked at me
like I was all he needed in the world.

he looked at me
like I was enough.
like I forgot what life was,
before him.

like everything we once were,
COLLIDED...
and the aftermath was love.
pure, perfect love.

he was made for me,
and I, for him.
we will dance in the moonlight,
free from the world’s pain.

all because of him.
all because of love.
pure, perfect love.
I love him, but can’t have him. He’ll never love me in the same way that I love him.
Shane Christopher
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Shane Christopher  30/M/Kansas
(30/M/Kansas)   
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