I put you away but the weather's taken a turn for...
Slipping you back on like an old jacket like...
A moment arrived
reflecting on emptiness...
Every now and then,
THere are things we don't intend...
The truly beautiful women are yet to be born,
For beauty is more than a face that makes heads...
as soon as I think I’m over him
he looks at me...
You’ll look up
light blue quarter-zip making your eyes seem dark...
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Maybe finding someone to share everything with is not the point. |
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I needed you like the desert needs rain, to fill the cracks on the surface and nourish the deep soil. |
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I am not a stranger |