Pt. 2
You left a manic mark on my shoulder as contentment
I left a mark of fire on your heel
Soon enough you’d mark me in color
Maybe someday you’ll have a color of your own
I love you in every state of despair
I loved you in a Giant Sequoia
I dreamed of loving you in India
We share the same travel desires
You were the first I opened up to about my skepticism
Spirituality in Beautiful
Religion is another
We find that we connect in a new constellation
Our stars will help our shine shine longer
I empathize your cynical look on illness
Do realize I didn't come here to take your power
I promise to love you when you break something twice
And I promise to call you out if you hurt how I try
You've been stuck in a state of despair
Now I don’t know if we’ll ever fully connect again
& that thought has broken me
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