T  w  o    l  o  v  e  r  s
in each other's arms,
both dreaming to be
in someone  e l s e ' s.
There are  c r a t e r s
where hearts should
be; there are  c u t s
where there should
have been  k i s s e s.
Lurching forward and
back, back-tracked and
b r o k e n, looking for
a road less travelled so
nothing else can be
s p o k e n.

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