and then you meet someone who is so beautiful you have to blink repetitively just to convince yourself they’re real and not a hallucination and then they become a part of you, settling into your bones, filtering your blood stream, sifting the bad parts out and keeping the best parts pure

and you wonder how this is happening, if this is happening, and you wonder

and the words are just out of your grasp and the fire is deafening in your head

and you feel like you’re drowning but in a good way instead

and the war you always fight

between me myself and i

well it doesn’t seem so bad

when you feel like you can fly


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