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your eyes shine more than valentine glitter.

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calliopen

Published: Feb 15, 2015

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and it seems we're back to where
we started starlight symphonies,
not quite touching but gravity will
bend us together

moonlight sonatas light the room but
it's actually just the tv screen and
i scream inside, it comes out as a sigh
as i curl into your pillow

your eyes were never meant to be traps
but i'm a klutz and i trip, i tried, i trickle
love in the form of coffee caffeine and
you hate the taste

and god, i am just so in love with you.

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ilovehersomuch jfc valentinesday

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but "i love you" seems to be my best bet,
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so i'll whisper it in the dark instead.