Reverie, Reignited

She is my reverie,

I am her memory.

She is my heartbeat,

I am her afterthought.

She is my smile,

I am a wrinkle on her forehead.

She is home,

I am a crack in the wall.

She is my journey,

I am her punctured tire,

She is my greatness,

I am her misunderstanding.

She is my reverie,

I am her tragedy.

I am her purgatory,

She is my redemption.

 

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