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Rated: · Other · Relationship · #917613
A story of my high school sweetheart
For “M”

Awkwardly standing before my mirror
I resembled a vanishing light...
I was visually impaired
And sick of painting sentient self portraits
Yet I still sang to the melody
And danced to the beat
Of love

All the pretty girls stared
With mating dragonflies
Haloing their heads
They crowded his bed
And he left them briefly fulfilled
And eventually alone

His watery brown eyes
Pressed over little lies
And fabricated cries
Turned the brow of my eye
Security and certainty
Locked themselves away
In the chambers of his heart
Many times he told me
I was the first girl given the key

Wild talent drew me in
Sparkling sands spread and flew…
Past his palms to kiss his dreams
Of stages with lights
and my highest white beam
Gleamed upon him
On the floor of the gym
Down on his knees
And humbled before me

Pulsing fingertips
Slid across dampened lips
Then tickled his hips;
I inhaled all of his love
As we shared breath
Only a kiss apart
But that was only the start
Of his breaking my heart
By flying hours away
The very next day

You see,
We stood together
Before my mirror
Side by side
He was much taller than I
And now HE resembled the vanishing light
I noticed he quickly flipped the switch
So I couldn’t see the sign

And nearly five years later…

He’s almost left my mind

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