Poem #33

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We aren't meant to be and I know that but it's the way you smile at me and the way you make me laugh when I'm depressed, it's those things that make me forget that insignificant fact it's those things that make me think about you even in the darkest of nights and grin from ear to ear it's the way you lean in to me when we speak it's the way you hug me and suddenly I feel like everything is going to be okay it's the way you make me want to be happy, we aren't meant to be and I know that but why is that stopping us?

- r.b.

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