Whoever I’m writing to–
past or future lover,
I wish you were here.
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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.
I envy
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the eyes
that get to
see you
every day.
Your heart
is a living
piece of art.
Don’t kill it
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if someone can’t
understand it.
In Love With Love
I’ve wasted all this time writing about you and all the things I love about you, but I can’t help but wonder of the possibility that I’m writing to my future lover instead, because maybe I didn’t fall in love with you, but I fell in love with the idea of you.
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Selfless
It is both
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a blessing
and a curse
to care
too deeply
about someone’s
happiness
over your own
and lie
to your heart
that seeing them
happy
makes you
happy.
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.
