people saw him as no one–
nothing but a speck of
dust drifting on this endless space
but for her,
he's
a solar system...
where she revolves freely
like a planet
where she moves confidently
like a comet
he's something.
and she's nothing
without him,
just like a lost celestial body
she found her place to him
while he found his meaning
to her
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To the Moon and Back
PoetryCollection of my poems and night thoughts that I wrote together with the moon and coffee.
