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You're just an echo from a long distance,

I really should stop, 

getting engulfed by the fact of your existence.

My world revolves not around the sun,

but around you.

And when they say the word:

everything;

I think of you.

You might just be,

someone,

to everyone else,

but to me,

 you are the galaxy & everything else.

I have so many questions left unanswered like,

"why is it when you're around pixie dust seems to come from clouds?"

You're like something so unfamiliar,

yet I'm in love with this criteria.

You're like art in motion,

but I'd prefer it if you showed your emotions.

When with you, gravity seems to no longer be there;

because I feel as if I could float,

or even vanish into thin air,

but I'm very much aware,

this isn't your doings,

but mine.

I'm starting to run out of time,

you finally found someone else to break this rhyme;

her.

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