I thought he was all things beautiful
And all things bright
Like the comfort of your favorite hoodie
Or the joy your favorite song brings
He was the moon and all the starts
Or so I thought
From a distance he was perfect
But the closer I got I seen the distoration
He was a picture I painted in my head
A frigment of my imagination
Like a mirage I was never meant to get close
Love never even touched us



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