Timeline? No

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It's been a year since my heart wanted you, I haven't seen you since but today by fate, maybe? I saw you standing there waiting for a bus driver that gets there late but leaves too early, I was sure my heart no longer beat for you. But as soon as my eyes met your's the flowers of my heart bloomed, the songs of birds were played again and the sun arose from it's depressive sleep. Before then the demons in my head repeated their statements like a broken record and rivers fell from my eyes I was not nice but you changed me, made me see the colors of the world that weren't there before. But bittersweet I knew you weren't the one for me; you were nice I mean, I was scared you wanted fights and to party all night I couldn't keep up so I threw my heart away and replaced it with my brain headstrong is what they called me but I used the term intellectual. Crazy they would scream but I shouted logical but I knew it was only a matter of time before my heart started a rebellion and took back the throne of my body. Only a matter of time before the rivers of my eyes finally flowed that I could not stowe away this pain for long but you, you built me up from the ashes told me that my heart knows me more than my brain and I believed it. Normal they called me I replied restored, moral of my story is that love has no timeline...

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