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Isha
Your sense of humour
Having conversations with eachother
Brings brightness to the darkness which lies buried beneath my face

You talking to me is a weapon
So powerful in my eyes
When I was on the verge of crying
Absolutely hurt

I was distraught
Played around,toyed with
Questioning where I belong
In that structure

You came out of no where
in the distance
started walking toward you
My comfort zone

And decided to wait for me
Smiling which sparked me
Words that came out of your mouth
Were as powerful as a weapon

Bombing, absolute tearing my sadness apart. Your words comfort me.
God found me a friend. That person was you.

© Haul Guma