I loved you like you were the only person I wanted to wake all my mornings for. I loved you like you were the vast night sky and the only stars I would never tire of looking at were the ones twinkling in your eyes. I loved you like it was the only thing I could do. I loved you like I was yours, and you were mine.
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Mediocrity
PoetryA collection of poetry and prose that border on mediocrity. Do not expect anything great here.
