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you are gone now.
a feeling so strange,
yet,
entirely beautiful.

you gave me the sun,
thank you.

you gave me yourself,
thank you.

we were not perfect my boy,
but we were real
and the stars that we built,
i will gaze upon eternally,
to remember
my short forever with you.

and to remember your eyes,
and the way
they held the universe
for us to share,
in the quiet purple
of 3 am wonder and bareness.


you taught me no cosmos
could amount to the beauty of us.
you kissed me until i was golden,
you held my hand
and drank an infinity,


and for that,
         i am forever thankful.


no,
     you will not read this,
     but my dearest boy
     know that i loved you in the               yellowest of yellows
and all that i am
is all you gifted me with.

i hold your heart close to my own,
and will treasure our forever

always
always.
   


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