you

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you
are an entire universe
with constellations
in your eyes
and
oceans of love
in your heart.
your lungs
are full of smoke
and dust
and your cheeks
are the color
of pink roses.
you
have so much love
for everyone
but yourself.
your words
either pull them under
like the ocean tides
or push them away
like a flower petal
in a slight breeze. 
it's not your fault
you are
an entire universe;
it's not your fault
you fall in love
with the idea of people
quicker
than the being of people;
it's not your fault
no one dares
to fall in love
with the whole of you
to the point where
they know the taste
of your tongue
even when
all you've eaten
as of late
is dirt.
you deserve someone
who takes the words
out of your throat
and puts them
in a treasure chest
burrowed deep
inside their mind
where your poetry
may never leave;
and every girl
that will come
after you've gone 
will forever
be compared
to the way
you could
turn stomachs
and bring tears
to the eyes
of the strong minded
by simply explaining
the way
he made you feel
when he breathed
your name
into the nape
of your neck.

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