Isn't it weird
how I put on repeat
all the songs that made me think of you,
how I highlight every lines
of the books that decipher what I feel about you
how I create scenarios
in my head where you and I talk nonsense
how I put small details of us
in the stories I write that no one reads
Isn't it weird
how you mean this so much to me
yet cannot give you the love this world demands
how I knew I found something rare
yet being okay just knowing you are happy somewhere
how I felt the depth of your love
yet I named it something else, greater and beyond
how I shattered when I see you with someone else
yet knowing that's it's the price of the choice I made
Isn't it weird?
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