I wrote you
Insanely sweet letters
You’ll never be able
To read.
I talked about you
In adjectives, in puns,
In metaphors.
You greet me
With a smile,
I smile back at you.
Nothing is more unsure
Than us.
Everything lies in hopes,
In dreams that
Have long died.
You live in reality
And I desperately
want to be
a part of it,
to be a part of you.
I love you.
I tried to
Remember your face
And forget your smile.
Maybe
I’ll never be able to
But at least,
I tried.
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| I've always wanted to watch the skyline with you. |

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