My eyes are open,
but my mind is still.
Your eyes—
just woken,
but the mind is waving.
We wake differently,
but it will never change.
This immense yearn that breathes,
somehow forgotten.
This day consists of nothing,
but your wonder will run you some days.
The days I can’t see
feel draining—
yet still you come back to us.
While your heart is racing,
my mind is crying.
This love is never ending.
No matter the ending.
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