what is true love?
i mean past all the colorful, flowery tired metaphors
past the idyllic fantasies we gas ourselves with...
well true love
in finding peace in your road rage
finding pleasant melodies in your awkward silences
making your snores into a soothing rhythym i can't sleep without
finding closess when you get distance
turning your mood swings into poetry's playgound
making your bad days into poems of hope... because we know things have no way to go but up...
(just something i am working on... just a fragment...)
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