Before we were even born, I asked you to pick the color of my eyes as we've grown close to each other. Nonetheless, our souls were young and unaware of the unraveling beauties of the Earth, all we've ever seen was the endless sky unveiling. Hence, you chose blue.
When I was nothing but dust hankering for a reason, your atoms must've lingered around mine, beguiling what I haven't recognized as myself. I promised you eternity, but you were one of those beings to whom the perpetuity of adoration held no allure. For all I know, we had to fail to remain together so we can find each other again.
And through my disheartened eyes, I'm casting about for you, as we promised each other we would meet again. I'm yearning for you, and I do hope tormented as one can be that you do remember that we've promised to meet again. I'm yet somehow doubtful you will do, after all, this memory is stuck in the distant past, before we were even born.
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