Looking back it never mattered anyway

If your sparks grew into a fire or were put out when fanned; 

You were the northern lights and I was the north star,

baffled by your outrageous glow as you danced before my eyes.

 Closer, I thought, closer

Yet I couldn’t help but drown in the distance between us.

Won’t you stay a while with me? 

Your laughter slips through my fingers like sand, 

scattered like soft petals in the wind. 


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I enjoy penning my thoughts in words, and the strangest, most random things inspire me.

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