I found you.
I was on my lonely shore,
When I found you,
It was soothing
To hear something
Other than
my own mourn.
I heard you cry,
And your pain
Was felt in my heart
I heard you.
I heard the slow pace
Of your little crushed heart
And somehow,
It matched mine.
Somehow,
It took me
To your side.
Inevitable,
It was to stop
Myself from poring
Out my pain
To you
And for you
To me.
and breathing
Wasn't borrowed
It Finally felt free.
Our scars were naked
Underneath the moonlight
As if the sky was acknowledging
Its own art of agony.
Taking the shape
Of something new
Something more than beautiful
Something close to heaven.
I found you,
In between
My heaven and hell.
Close to my life.
Close to my home.
Close to my perfect.
Close to MY.
We may get lost,
But we won't ever end
Sky is our limit, love.
It has no end
- how did I ever get this lucky?
-Anushka
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