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He traces my skin as I shiver in the cold.
Takes my hand in his,
And looks at me with a light in his eyes
That reminds me of home.

He doesn't once ask me to stop crying.
Instead, talks of how beautiful
My tears are.

Tells me how going through
another day without love
Just means being
One day closer to
Finding it.

Whispers into my ears how
Scars and stars and stars and scars
Are nothing but the same thing.
Until i finally
forget the difference,
And lose myself into his arms.

He collects my tears in a jar
Like fluttering fireflies.
And we look at them
As he weaves constellations.
And tells me stories of the moon.

He paints the sky in colours
Of summer rains,
and sings of
droplets kissing the ground.
He knows how much I love that time of the year.

Screams my name from the rooftops,
Reminds me how beautiful I am
For being this strong.

Then he kisses me on each eye,
Tells me how they deserve only the best of this world, and nothing less.

And every night, I open my mouth to tell him how
He's the purest kind of magic that has ever been. How his arms hold the universe in them and he doesn't even realise it.

Oh but can't you see?

He makes me the kind of speechless
That feels so right
That I never want to speak again.

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