Who am I if not you?
What smile would I wear if not yours,
What name would I bear if you had not said it so,
Which questions would I ask if not for your answering,
Which colors would I crave?
Where would I find myself on a Sunday morning,
On a Friday night?
Who am I if not you?
Whose muse would I weave the world into,
What foods would be as filling,
Which dates could I recall?
Without you, I would simply be
The only version,
Void of me.
Every story I've ever been told has held a spot in my life,
The goodest of hero's and foulest of foes did share with me the night.
I feel sometimes I'm split in two,
Of all the things I have to do,
I must answer call from call,
And write you when you feel small,
She wished that space would talk to her,
And whispered to the moon,
About the days that haunted her,
And those that would come soon.
She wanted to apologize,
For wishing on the stars,
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