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Before sunrise

Updated: Nov 22, 2022

In my deepest pain

I have most believed in love

In moments of heartbreak

I have cried the most

Mourning not what I have been accustomed to receiving

But rather what I long

To give

To be


Love at its purest form consumes

Yet I feel alone in my pursuit

The expectation to outgrow my very realistic expectations

But yet I always find me

Me with blissful eyes

Waiting like an eager child

For when my lover will greet me

Shy and restrained at first

Before bursting into what we will both know as

Eternity.




Photo by: Yuyeng Laung

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