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May 31
we were almost
whatever that means

almost a touch
almost a look held too long
almost something that could’ve saved us

she smiled like nothing hurt
i broke like everything did

i wanted her
like the sky wants its stars back
like hands want what they can’t hold

but she
she never reached
never stayed
never wanted

and i
i loved her knowing
it would end
it had to

some stories
are written only in silence
and some loves
are born just to be lost
the title is after you
Written by
ismail  22/M
(22/M)   
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