her light shines bright;
it dazzles you
while it blinds me
her porcelain skin
was soft
while mine was quite muggy
her smile was your star
while yours was my galaxy
and now i look at the sky
and wonder,
what if it was me
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Chained
PoetryI asked you if you love me. You widened the space between your thumb and your index finger, saying, "this much" And then I asked you if you love her. Your silence made me realize that both hands weren't long enough Completed.
