Before Story Poem

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When you walked into my life,
Golden hair catching the sunlight
I knew I was going to be alright.

I envisioned love
Tragic and beautiful
But not normal love
I envisioned the kind
That makes hearts stop
That causes breathes to be caught
That hurts like hell when it's over

I did not envision the sweet moments
The kind and tender ones
The dreary and sulfur ones
The rough patches
The reliance

I only envisioned us.
Purity in its finest form.

~.J.L.~

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