Soulmates: a midnight conversation

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beginnings,
are always the best part of a fairytale
the euphoria of getting high
the split second between passing out and forgetting you exist

you
are still much more than that
the sound of my name on your lips
brings back the smell of an early-morning coffee
shaking me off a good-night sleep
it reminds me of the summer breeze,
of the nights I spent in tears, of your kisses my burning cheeks
of the chill after the water touches my feet

i,
am the bitterness stuck in your tongue
you try to fight me out but enjoy every sip
I am the thorn stuck to your sides
I am the words you think of before you speak
I am the look in your eyes
the nightmares you afraid would become real

our sleepless nights,
under the light of a thousand stars
our silent nights
are enough conversation for an eternity of love
I don't have be to be so perfect, for you to be mine,
I am the tragedy in every story,
the punchline after the joke is over

We are the cliche that I cannot live without you,
and you without I, we are the love songs,
and french poems,
like the goosebumps after you touch me, everything we feel is real

What you dream, I dream

What you love, I hate, but it's okay

"we're soulmates" you said, "no matter where we are in the world, we'll find our way back"

"do you promise?"
"I promise"

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