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Victoria Garvey Jul 2014
I didn't realise how many freckles you had until today,when you were inches away from touching my face.
I wonder if the freckles on your face match with the constellations in the sky.
Whether you lie awake at night staring at the stars in the dark night.
I know one thing which is true,
That I spend most of my nights thinking about you.
Victoria Garvey Jul 2014
Love is like a blossom, It grows more and more beautiful everyday.
Until it starts to rot, then slowly starts to fall apart in the most delicate, flawless way.
Trying to put the petals together hoping it goes how it was back the start Soon it grows back into that beautiful thing it once used to be.
Time will soon change us, just wait and you'll see.
Anything can change what used to be.
Inspired by a picture of a blossom tree. This is my first poem so please excuse me if it isn't the best.

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