And Here We Are

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Tributes to Lovers

 

I tried to end things,
but I just couldn't.


You saw me
when I was invisible,
and all these years later
you still make me
feel good about myself.


I need those reassurances
because when
I look in the mirror,
I don't see what you see.


I'll send you picture
after picture
and hear you
call me beautiful
until the end of time.


It never gets old;
I will never receive
enough compliments,
not from your lips.


You knew me intimately,
you knew me
at my most broken.


And here we are...
unable to let go,
unwilling to move on.


We are forever attached

to one another.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Thomas

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