two thousand and fifteen

if life was a song,
you’d be the notes
that i’d play all day long.

you are the sun
and i am but a planet –
always in orbit,
never close enough to touch.

i realized that the reason why i loved the sky
was because of the clouds
that were so familiar
yet so
different every time.
just like you.

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