For you, Only you

There’s nothing random about a particular event,

you can’t spread your wings in a box,

we were a lot lost.

We weren’t destined to be here,

this wasn’t the truth.

You can lie to yourself about this.

There has to be a reason for this.

There has to a reason for you to be this way.

It’s pestering me for the truth of its entirety.

I have seen more dimensions of your soul

than you think I have.

Mundane routines are bound

to forge our existence.

You’re more than that.

I am more me with you.

If you only knew how much you meant to me.

I am actually searching for the meaning

for why this was happening.

Yeah, it’s okay.


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