and what if
for just this one time
we listened to our hearts
and how short this life is
love isn't always measured in years
but moments, rather
moments that mean everything
from the time you won
to the times you found love
and jesus christ if you look for love anywhere
you can find it
but true love
that kind that makes you vulnerable
and uneasy and giddy all at once
the kind that rewrites chapters
brings you to your knees
and fucks you up
yet delivers you from Hell
that, is. what. life. is. all. about.
that's what you leave behind
that is your story, your legacy, your ghost
and I
well, I want that
with you.
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Unspoken Poetry
Poetry⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ if any of the tagged things are sensitive to read about or makes you feel uncomfortable, please do not read! I'd hate to be the reason you feel either way.