You spout his name as if
he still roams this earth,
as if our story is similar
to every other minute bond.
I suppose you cannot understand
this hole I have fallen through,
a place so foreign
for a fortunate soul.
But why must you compare?
We became magnets to our love
and addicted to the storms,
something unlike anything you know.
Our story is not fit for children,
it isn't what you're accustomed to,
it is a rare twist
with a man who didn't just want another.
A man so complicated,
"a child trapped in an adult's body,"
trapped to ties
that eventually unraveled his heart.
It came loose
as did his surroundings,
drowning to imagine finally finding
"something he actually wanted."
"Not knowing how to act,"
from a damaged view of a life
he never felt he deserved
until he fell in love.
A stubborn man so determined
that his idea of life beyond 25
would never happen
even if it meant pushing away
the one who could grant him
that very idea.
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