A room without your voice.
What a terrible sound.
We all make msitaeks,
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one of them.
In the Present
Whoever I’m writing to–
past or future lover,
I wish you were here.
Green
The color of forests
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and the color of your eyes.
The color I’m so brave
and so afraid to get lost in.
The only color I love
and hate at the same time.
The only way
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I can describe
the way you left
is like,
throwing a ball
for a dog,
just for it
to return to
nobody there.
Your heart
is a living
piece of art.
Don’t kill it
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if someone can’t
understand it.
Who you fall
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in love with
isn’t a choice
but the way
you love them is.
If we lived
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in a world
with no
mirrors,
I would look
at the
reflection
in your eyes
to see
what you see
in me.
Don’t regret the things you do.
Regret the things you don’t do.
