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Wednesday, November 21, 2012

11.11.12

You were all in color
And I was black and white.
So intimately subtle,
So violently bright.
I often ask myself how;
How to live up to your lovely perfection.
It seems near impossible
As I glance at my dull reflection.
I wish I could just be with you
Every night and day.
I'd invite you right into my heart
And forever hope you'd stay.
Loving you is so surreal,
I'm feeling things I shouldn't feel.
But honestly, here's the deal:
It is all your heart I'm trying to steal.