It was.
Your hand in mine, you finishing my sentences and laughing at my nonsense. And I, looking into your eyes, mesmerized by the sparkle reflecting into my own.
Holding you close, our heart beats synchronized in their differences and in instances more than usual... you'd be my other half...
You held the missing pieces to the puzzle that is me...and you...together.
Firmly in your grip.
Until you let me, you, us slip
You, a soul so sweet, an embodiment of beauty with the intelligence to outwit me.
Decisive and betray me.
Build me and break me.
Leaving me, not as I was but less than.
Having loved and lost yet loving and holding on.
Foolishly blinded by what I know. .. isn't quite what I pictured to be?
A happy ending.
Number3
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G.Moore says: Dope |
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2b2b2 says: Tight Capture....ONE |
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love_supreme says: Excellent write. |
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