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Nov 2014
I've always been slightly obsessed
with the human mind.
It just fascinates me.

How is it that one second
a person can be a stranger.
And yet, one second later,
they become your whole life.

I'm not sure if it's the way you first looked at me,
like for once in my life
I was being looked at and not through.
Or maybe it's how you made me feel like finally,
I wasn't so alone.

It's been 625 days
since that first look.
And I am happier than ever.

For you, I would wait forever
If it meant eventually
getting to spend the rest of my days
With You.

Finally at Peace.
This poem is an alternate ending to a poem I wrote titled 625 (Dark).
Amy
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