If hearts could speak
If hearts could speak, it would be deafening
Like a shot into the dark, that comes back as an echo
Because Maybe It Isnt Love, but its shaped like it
Like the constellations I traced in your freckles
Before you became midnight
and I became day
chasing each other but never meeting
Two sides of the same sky
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