You gave me poetry

It’s funny how things are

How situations turn out

How you seem to be far

Yet you’re close to my heart

In a way not familiar

In a much greater way

To love it’s not similar

It’s something I do everyday

You gave me a gift

That I greatly appreciate

You probably don’t know it

But I think it was fate

You got me reacquainted

With a past part of me

My world you painted

And now I can see

You gave me beauty

And a sense of imagery

To thank you is my duty

You gave me poetry

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Basically, it's acknowledging that a certain someone gave me poetry. That person was my inspiration despite the fact that I was unsure of what I felt for them.

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