To be in love
Love isn't just intimate touches, cherry kisses,
the purring of skin touching skin,
It is to feel the stars align whenever you make eye contacts,
It is the green light at the end,
It is the sadness that comes with bliss,
It is the sacrifice that comes with ultimate power,
It is the stab in the heart by your beloved,
It is the crack in the silver glass,
the love in lost art.
All my life, I was a pale lit lamp,
then I saw you,
You, in the class with your head down,
in your Maserati with a cigarette hanging from your lips,
the sight of you made my life feel like the fireworks in the sky,
you made me feel,
but you didn't reciprocate my feelings.
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