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if i was a time traveller
i would go back to our rendezvous
and live in it forever
if i was a musician
i would make us a song
that will be our lullaby
if i was an artist
i could paint every single detail
of a masterpiece that you are
but i am just a writer
so i turn you into words
my love, however,
will forever remain
because ink will fade
but its beauty will not.
YOU ARE READING
Wishful Thinker
Poetry/wɪʃfʊl θɪŋkə/ . of the unreachable dreams . "you don't understand me, you never do you never see words the way I always do now I will bombard you with words see if you will ever be lost for words" started : 180219 ended : 181205
