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you


dear you,

it's you.

everything has always been you.

when i try to find my happy place, 

to calm down,

you're what comes to mind.

when i am uncertain of making decisions,

you provide the aide i need because i know you have my best interest at heart.

 

everything has always been you.

you're the reason i am no longer lost in the darkness of my own mind.

surrounded by a vast majority of dull greys and blues, 

i was lost for quite some time and i was unsure of how to find my way out;

you were the light that allowed me to change my color spectrum to bright yellows and oranges.

 

ever since i met you, 

six hundred and seventy-four days ago, thoughts of you have never left my mind.

i have not fallen into the depths of the darkness i was once in.

life has continually been the colors of awe inspiring sunsets;

bright, magnificent colors.

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