For too long
Alone was my heart
And it forgot
How it feels
To rapidly beat
For someone else
I was okay
Dealing with my own pain
Learning how to see the world again
When he came
And everything changed
I spent days
Talking to him,
Days became weeks
Weeks became months—
Oh, how I forgot
How good it was
To be in love
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Poesia"Blue eyes for distant Stars Honey eyes for Sunlight, We are the crashing of waves on sand Tree branches reaching for the bright sky We are where you end and I start; We were made to belong." This is a chapter in a book I am putting together. And t...
