I AM GOING TO WRITE YOU A POEM
Your hazel eyes are asleep.
The world is on stand by.
Everything is getting weirder.
I got you by my side and I am invincible.
Oh, beautiful boy made of stardust,
how come you chose me?
How come you decided to make me part of your messy, crazy, beautiful existence?
I was not worthy.
I am not.
The mermaids went silent,
the tides cried desperatedly to the moon,
it was freezing cold,
it was a bleak winter deep down the soul.
I didn't forgive me, yet here I am,
loving again.
I am not the same person,
my wrecked edges prickle me,
my heart finds it difficult to believe.
What kind of miracle this is,
what kind of new beginning.
I ask the stars to be gentle,
I ask you to be patient
with this handful of nerves I am.
I am going to write you a poem.
You will learn I am broken,
you will learn that I care.
I looked at you and I was breathless.
My inner fire started.
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