Tuesday, June 29, 2021

Your Everything


You’d tell me I was a hurricane and that I bring up your sun.

Then you’d tell me I was like your moon.

You’d say be free for once from this life.

I’d laugh and say you’re crazy.

I love you.

I love you.

And you’d tell me I was your everything and more.


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