When I miss you and it becomes just too much

I put a star and a moon in the night sky.

Now, even the cosmos is jealous of the galaxies I've made...

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The palm lines keep whispering to me
How your hands took care of my trembling hands
What more is left for the words to claim
The world has spoken all the same
I am not a prince neither the peacekeeper
Nor a master and that's evident
I speak no truths the world never knew
But all I have penned is my life and that is true

My life is desolate without you
I became a poet
And these seranades are just for you...

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She didn't want anything perfect...

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Love is not a choice...

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I wanted it to be you so badly
But you didn't want it to be me
Not because I wasn't enough
Not because I lacked anything
But because you weren't ready to meet me at the level I was offering love
And that's the shift
I stopped fighting for potential
Love should never feel like convincing someone to be with you and I kept on doing that

Until now...

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His was the ending...

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Her was the beginning...

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I have been...
blocked
unblocked
hated
Ignored
judged
betrayed

But never said...
"Let's fix this. I can't lose you."

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"Why did you let her go?"

"It was love, that's why.
Had it been my stubbornness, she would have been in my arms."

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My last train with her...

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