I could write sweet poems of you.
Line after line after line.
Day after day
.
But I could also write
words of a distraught heart
of what you make me feel
day after day.
 
I could write until the stars
fall onto me.
To remind me that
even the beloved skies
cry for me.
 
I hope I could write
without your ghost haunting me.
For when my Soulmate finds me,
I want to write for him.
Properly. Wholeheartedly. Lovingly.
Day after day after day.
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