#twcprose

This is the day I place my heart on my sleeve and give you the sweater with hope it is fit to keep you warm.

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As time passes, I still think of you.

I pass time hoping you do too.

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Each night, the moonlight glows and stars shine through an open window as I sit and think of her.

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Blue skys to pink mornings. Starry eyed from late nights. Each day life circles around you. Each time you are prettier still.

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Still hopelessly in love, I just want you to be happy even if that happens without me.

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Although my heart was damaged, your love became the bandage. The scars left cannot vanish, but you help the pain disappear.

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She is poetry, but not of words. Of subtleties. The empty spaces. Her breath. The gaps. Those in-betweens. How her voice breaks or her soft smile cracks. Even her simplicities speak to me.

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Buried there within my chest, you could find yourself a home. Built for you, with room only for you, it sits beneath your nuzzled nose.

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As I made my way through the dark, you lightened the load I carried. You being there was enough.

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You placed your hand in my hand as we wore our hearts on our sleeves. The moment they touched; that must be love.

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And so I will paint a picture of the sun for you with all the colors you’ve warmed in my heart.

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Being lost in the time while lost in our space, in those moments with you I most find myself.

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The open sky seeks the sun. The ocean tides thirst for the moon. Of the stars? They long for nothing. They exist to shine for you.

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This heart is constant. These feeling won’t change. Still things have different. Distant. Please let me loveknowyouagain.

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There were nights you fell asleep in my arms. It became habit to hold you. One, in my soul, I still cannot break.

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Now my heart has let you in. All that it is, is yours to hold. Keep it. Hold it tight. You could make it a home.

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