Maybe someday you’ll find me….for now, I’ll be somewhere amongst the clouds….Of course I’ll still be thinking about you. You just left me but you didn’t just leave me alone. You left me with a heavy broken heart and a memory of you. Stop bothering me to write about you. Anymore. Poetically speaking, let me go. Let me go…. But life goes on and memories fade. He is the hunter and he is also the hunted. But he loves me and not you. He is love and that’s enough for me. You’re the only person I’d trust, love and come running back home to and I love you most when you’re you and that’s also enough. Baby, you’re enough. When I think of you I think of unfathomable universes where there are many stars because you paint all my skies and with your mind you put stars in them as you pour your heart all over the canvas. I then question, do you recognize how much I see in you?
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