Love is pointless if it’s not you I’m giving it to.
Laughter is a nuisance if it’s not yours I hear.
Dreams become curses when you are not near.
Can tears reverse their flow?
Can souls erase their mates?
Can ashes return to flames?
Will those flames rebuild the house they destroyed?
Are we endlessly lost from the wreckage of our worlds colliding?
Endless love, you are but a distant curse.
One that cannot be touched.
One that cannot be forgotten.
Forever was promised, better or worse.
Collide these hearts for one more moment and I’ll swear it was worth it.
Tomorrow is harder to imagine, but you linger here with me.
Dreams become curses when you are not near.
Laughter is a nuisance if it’s not yours I hear.
Love is pointless if it’s not you I’m giving it to.
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