Everything
It took me countless hours,
It took many nights,
restless I sat
trying to decipher you.
You couldn't see
how beautiful you were
in the darknest silence
or in the loudest light.
God only knows how
much I cried,
(I tried to tell you a million times)
You are the air I breathe
and the music I hear
you are the light my heart sees
and you are the kiss I savour upon my lips.
You always saw yourself as nothing
but you were everything.
Nothing more than everything.
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