The Terrible Truth
Your mind a labyrinth,
your eyes an ocean.
No two people are alike.
My mind’s a disaster,
my eyes – abyss.
No two snowflakes are alike.
The winter came, cold and hard,
destroying everything we felt,
turning my heart to unfeeling stone.
No two people are alike.
You pushed me away
but still I clung feverishly to hope,
my heart beating in time with yours in the darkness.
No two moments are alike.
Your lips on mine,
our hips pressed together fervently,
your hand on my leg,
your arms around me.
You held me close once.
I strain for the day you will again.
No two moments are alike.
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