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  • With your heart made of diamonds
    And your eyes made of the sea
    With all your many bridges
    Which you’ve somehow linked to me

    The day we met I saw you cry
    Then you saw me and ceased your tears
    Until the day we said goodbye
    For an unknown number of years

    I can still see your smile
    A thing so rare, as something limited
    Its beauty only grows
    And our fault, for thinking there’s compare

    I came to you for laughter, learning, and release
    You not need me, yet I feel needed much
    So when I leave, will you remember please,
    Having met you, I’m incomplete without you


    I wrote this in the summer of 2000, after visiting London for the first time and I have spent the past 14 years trying to return. Still trying...


    Week 18 of 52 - Story a Week in 2014
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