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There are so many ways to care for you.
And there are so many ways to avoid you.
I could have fallen in love with you in so many ways.
And I could have listened to your mirrored glances in so many circumstances.
Because, for the first time I sensed you were my better half. The half sphere lacking, the only one able to complete me.
But there is no way that I would ever find out how this feels. What it would taste like or how it would roll the dreams through our sleep. As, in the absence of our words, the bridge where we met steeped in loneliness.