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The big break.

Everything seems blurry.
The days go by like clockwork.
I've lost my touch.
Lost my touch with what's real and what a dream.
Lost at convos.
Lost in my favorite Netflix series.
Are you still watching?
Keep watching.
Lonely nights.
Empty nights.
Flooded room.
Flooded mind.
And yet, as quiet as a predator catching his prey.
Summers here.
Everything seemed drastically purple.
Almost pitch black.
And that's when the yellow peaked through.
That's when you looked at me after 2 years,
That's when we remembered.
We didn't lose touch.
We didn't lose what as real and what was a dream.
We didn't lose anything at all.
We just got lost ourselves.
But thank god we found it.
A voice that sounds as sweet as honey,
Chestnut hair,
I can see the whole picture.
I can see the heat
I can feel the sun.
I can see your smile.
I can see your hand reaching to pick me up from my nap under a tree lightly shading my auburn eyes reflecting under the evening sun.
The purple disappeared, it got lighter and lighter until it got to a light pink and died away.
I could finally see your eyes.
And that's how my big break started. When the whole spectrum came to my vision, and I said after a week.
I hope you aren't just a summer fling. Cuz I don't know how to let go.

- first love.