Sunday, 26 April 2015

You don't know

You don't know
that the first time
I saw you
I felt a strange
connection.

We didn't meet
officially
for years after,
but you've always
been special to me.

You don't know
that when I look at you
I imagine forever;
that being happy comes
so easily with you.

Your arms wrapped
around my shoulders
is like coming home.
A serene calm relaxation
that is you and me.

You don't know
how surreal this
is to me
you're not just mine
you're also me.


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