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Jan 2011
I remember in your car
When you told me the sound that
Airplanes make is
Lonely-
I knew there was poetry
In you.

These months,
They’ve felt like years.
And these days,
Well, I wish they wouldn’t
Go by so fast.

Some people,
They train their hearts to
Love one another.

Us,
We only train our
Hearts to love harder,
And to not break each time
We say goodbye.

Some people,
They talk about love like
It is all romance,
It is all sympathy and roses.

But us, we don’t talk
About love,
Because we know we have it.

And you tell me beautiful things like
The mountains are jealous of me.
The night sky is jealous of me,
But Love,
I’ll bet you
The universe, in its beautiful and ugly
Entirety
Is jealous of us,
Because between each smile,
We hold more than the universe could
Ever hope to hold in its
Gigantic,
Outstretched arms.

With you,
I never need to think about the things I have
Lost
Because in front of me is the everything I have
Found.
Written by
Greta Greta Gretex
412
   Sofia Del Mar
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