You were alone,
and I am too.
I offered my hand,
asked for your name and a magic began.
We became so close,
and I tried to moved closer to you,
hoping you would feel or hear how my heart beats for your name.
And there was that time, I remember---
(I'll never forget.)
You were crying,
and my shoulders are your comfort.
"I love you" you said.
And I laughed, thinking it was one of your mere jokes.
"I love you, I really do" you tiptoed and kissed my cheeks.
And I believed.
I mean, who would not?
You were my star.
The moon shining from above,
You were a dream,
and this is a dream come true.
Not so long,
I saw you in town, holding the hand of the person who broke your heart.
And I laughed,
for I was stupid.
It took me so long to realize
that you love me,
yet only as an option.
// JeanKayle.
~ kudos to you and ur lovely, meaningful poet <3
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Poetry🥀Remember that you were art long before they came to admire you, and you'll continue to be an art even when they're gone.
