It is often that on nights late like this
I can't help but think of your bliss
Can't stop myself from staring at that picture of us
when we looked so in love;
to your brown eyes before which
my heart succumbs
Only, for you, it was never real
Was it all in my head?
Or did you fall for me too?
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epiphany
Poetry(n.) a moment when you suddenly feel that you understand A collection of poems and writeups
