Chapter Three

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Your smile is like

a good coffee

in the morning.

-warm and pleasing.


I deserve you.

More

than I actually know.

-self-love


"What is love?"

I don't know.

I really don't fucking know.

-maybe I know someday.


"i am not good enough for you."

Maybe I think you are good enough.

-perspective.


You make me

feel like

trash and gold

at the same time.

-love is hard.


We ended like a peaceful bonfire.

Nobody quenched us.

Nobody suffocated us.

We burnt out slowly.

-always you.


It is not just your heart

that's breaking.

It is also

Your mind,

Your soul,

Your body.

-everything that comes with it.


I wish I was a star

Sparkling

Shy

Small

But so powerful.

-stars.


Their tears became my pain.

Their eyes became my view.

Their smile became my home.

-V and J.


There are strange ways to show you care.

Mine are sarcastic remarks and teasing rebukes.

-caring.


"I want to do art every day."

I looked up to her face and said with shining honesty

"You don't have to. You are the art."

-my art.


All I want to do is talk to you.

One more time.

One more minute.

One more second.

-silence.

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