the moment we met
doesn't matter much to me
not because you don't mean anything
you mean too much to me
but because
i judged you too quickly
you walked in and saw him
and i thought you were weird
i thought it was only going to last
maybe a week
before i found someone new
to talk to
about stupid photos
and shitty work we had to do.
that doesn't mean much to me.
i like to think
of the week
the week i knew
you would mean everything.
when i felt it
that moment i felt it
the feeling i had never felt with anyone before
i thought i had known love
and friendship
and soulmates
i thought i did.
but then i met you
and you changed my point of view
because i felt it with you
i felt the way i was hopelessly connected to you
the way i would never be able to leave you
and i didn't know what to do
that week i realized it to be true.
i told her all about you
about this new love i had found
how big my heart grew
and she looked at me and smiled
and that was it.
that was the moment i knew
that you were
in some form
in some way
at some point
on some day
meant for me
and i, for you.
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butterfly kisses and sorrow misses
שיריםi don't know yet i just need to put these things that are in my head onto paper or i might lose my mind have i already lost it? poems I wrote as the clouds were brewing.
