JUST ME

solitary,

 

being alone

when surrounded,

 

mourning without tears,

 

reliving the past

while believing

the first words

of the

relationship

can be repeated

 

remembering

when pockets

were full

of sun and moon

reflecting the glass

of a calm ocean

as birds swarmed

overhead

proving miracles did

exist


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