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Mayra Jun 2019
I was yours
You were mine
At one point in time
Our lives intersected
I loved you once
I still think of you
Go through all the memories
I wish I could have froze time
Because then I was yours and you were mine

-crazzypoet
Mayra Nov 2015
Forget who I was with
The past doesn't matter anymore
The only person I want to be is with you
You're the person that I want to be with now is you
With all of your flaws I still want **you
Mayra Nov 2015
I found myself by losing you. My heart doesn't stop cause we're not together anymore. Losing you was the worst thing that happened to me, but at the same time it was the beginning of a journey of finding who I really was. All these past years of searching who I was I found it when I lost you. I had to learn to live without you and start living for me. I don't need anyone but myself. I might have lost you, but in the process I found myself.
Mayra Sep 2015
Imagine this... You've been reading this book for awhile now and you're not really interested anymore, but you still keep reading it.  One day you pick up a complete different book and skim through it, it seems interesting. It's interesting. Very interesting. You start reading it and now you can't take your eyes off the book. You even lose sleep cause of it. You just wanna keep reading and reading. The book never gets boring and you definitely don't want to put it down. You're drawn to that book very much. All you do all day at work is think about this new book you have and can't wait to get home and read some more.
You've left the old book behind and don't even want to read it because you've realized that you've been reading something that won't change and it doesn't interests you. You've moved on. Now you're only focused on the new one and that's the only one you want to read nothing else.
You're my new book.
Mayra Aug 2015
Once again you're invading my mind
I try to close my eyes and there you are
Like shining stars lighting up the sky so bright
There's definitely something about you that won't let me sleep tonight
Again I try to fall asleep, but this time all I hear is your voice
I guess I have no choice but not sleep tonight
Mayra Aug 2015
Her
Her heart is a work of art

Her mind is an infinite galaxy

Her soul is a beautiful poem

Her voice is my drug feeding my addiction...Her

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