when i realised you were the one:
it was 2:37 in the morning on a sunday and we were up talking about the cosmos. how we landed on that particular topic i cannot recall, for we were both so immersed in the subject of comets and constellations. we strayed to the topic of zodiacs, a favourite of mine and you mentioned that you were an aquarius. i told you i was a taurus and frowned saying studies show that our star signs were the least compatible. your stellar eyes looked at my plain brown ones and you whispered we can defy the laws of the stars and prove them wrong.
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crimson
Poetry'here a seventeen year old with such a hurricane of emotions talks and rambles about her musings, and writes about lovers she hasn't met and heartbreaks she hasn't yet experienced,as well as others in its rawest state with the hopes that they may b...
