i looked up
into the sky,
and i knew you
weren't looking
at the same one.
the stars in my sky
was not the same as
the clouds of yours.
we weren't looking
at the same sky.
but we had the same love.
and to me, that was
all that mattered.
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Almost | ✓
PoetryIsn't that the saddest word? Almost. Something with so much potential... but just didn't happen. We were almost lovers. We almost lived. These were almost stories. ●●● [ a collection of poems ] highest ranking: #3 [[ 08_03_16 ]]
