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Oct 2021
The way the corners of your lips would turn up,
As I mumbled soft words to myself.

We playfully mocked one another,
Light jabs to lighten the mood.

The smell of spices filled the house,
As we cooked Sundays away together.

You showed me love, through cooking,
A love language we both shared.

Will my heart be safe with you?
It's been broken many times before.

You never told me what you meant,
I’m sorry all my love for you went unspent.

Our intertwining minds worked too hard,
Best to give them both a rest.

We got out before the collapse,
Before the foundation crumbled at our feet.

In my dreams, I’ll meet you at the usual spot,
We'll talk for hours under the trees.

I could stare at your ocean eyes for a while,
Drown myself in the neverending stream.
Em
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Em  F/Great White North.
(F/Great White North.)   
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