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every time I sit under this same sky
under the same starry sky
i wonder, what I could write about
and your face flashes in front of my eyes
like it's the only thing that can be
written and made into beautiful poetry
i try to write about the stars, the moon, dreams, escape but in the end
everything is directed back to you
i'm tired of writing about you, tired of thinking about you, I'm just so freaking tired of liking you so much that it hurts
but you are out there under the same sky
under the same starry sky
oblivious about my feelings
and unsure about your own.

                                   - iffat

                                   - iffat

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