And then,
she suddenly knew.
She knew the reason behind her love.
She knew why she had loved him; the reason
had always been there, in plain view—
before her very eyes,
waiting to be seen.
And she would've known earlier, if she had
paid more attention to herself.
Which,
she never did.
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Compass To My Heart (Wattys2015)
PoetryAs the song continues to play, enchanting my senses with another collection of musical sounds, I continue to dive deeper and deeper into thoughts, leaving them astray, to the point where I reach a state- n o o n e actually understands. ...Not even I...
