When I met you
I knew
without knowing
that our time together
would be short.
That together
we would burn brighter
than even our sun
but that eventually
our light would burn out
and that
you would move on.
I could see it
without seeing
your expression
when you told me
that everything
was
fine.
I could hear it
when your heart broke
and I helped
to wipe away
your silent tears.
And yet
I told myself
-foolishly-
that I was wrong
and that you
Of all the people
whom I have met in this world
were the one
that knew my soul
spoke
to my heart
and sparked my curiosity.
How interesting
How peculiar, really,
that friendship
feels so much like love
but the loss
in many ways
hurts
far worse.
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