in the span of a few months,
I have met a star.
a person who can embody such warmth
and belonging
and security
yet still be real. and be a person.
i have realised
over the short time knowing her
I am safe to feel, to share
I am a part of something, even if that may be a part of silly jokes.
i have realised
I have met a person I don't think I could ever be mad at
ever feel wronged by
I don't know how she is real
but maybe that is the gift in it all
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29AM (revive)
Poetryall my poetry has ceased to exist. from my mind, and from this silly website, so here I go again.