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...Atleast we breathe beneath the same sky, It's just your laugh drifts somewhere I'm not invited to. At least the night humms the same lullaby, It's just you fall asleep to a different truth. At least the wind still knows our names, Carrying echoes down familiar streets. It's just you walk them hand in hand, And I retrace them with restless feet. At least the rain still taps your window, The way it once traced patterns on mine. It's just you trace a different silhouette now, While I keep outlining the ghost of your spine. At least time moves on for both of us, Turning pages we didn't choose. It's just you're writing a brand new chapter, And I'm rereading the parts I can't lose. At least we look above to the same stars, Believing they carry a wish to come true. It's just you're wishing you knew someone else, And I wish that I knew even more of you. It's all the same - The moon, the dawn, the scattered light above. Just a different point of view, You found someone new - And I'm still standing where I was, calling it love...
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Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 1:42 AM UTC
A Different Point of View
...Atleast we breathe beneath the same sky, It's just your laugh drifts somewhere I'm not invited to. At least the night humms the same lullaby, It's just you fall asleep to a different truth. At least the wind still knows our names, Carrying echoes down familiar streets. It's just you walk them hand in hand, And I retrace them with restless feet. At least the rain still taps your window, The way it once traced patterns on mine. It's just you trace a different silhouette now, While I keep outlining the ghost of your spine. At least time moves on for both of us, Turning pages we didn't choose. It's just you're writing a brand new chapter, And I'm rereading the parts I can't lose. At least we look above to the same stars, Believing they carry a wish to come true. It's just you're wishing you knew someone else, And I wish that I knew even more of you. It's all the same - The moon, the dawn, the scattered light above. Just a different point of view, You found someone new - And I'm still standing where I was, calling it love...
This is not completely mine. I found a similar one and improvised it. Credits to whoever wrote that original masterpiece.
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Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 1:42 AM UTC
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