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there is nothing more tragic
than the souls falling in love
simply at the wrong time

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if my mind
was the universe
thoughts of you
would be the
stars that fill it
endless
countless
beyond measure

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The things you’ve said
The things that happened
Burned in my memories
I close my eyes
It all plays on repeat
Like a broken record

I stumbled upon you
Like a child
that finds a pretty stone

Bewildered by your presence
I sat and admired
Counting your cracks
Caressing what makes you glitter

You stood infront of me
Bold and beautiful
Like nothing I'd ever seen

And as you gave me your attention
I think I misconstrued your intentions

I wanted to put you in my pocket
But you said no

So there you sit
Perfectly unpolished
A love

I can only visit