I need to tell you something

I’m writing a book

An idea that struck me

When I first took a look

Into those deep beautiful eyes

I thought I was dead

But you reminded me

I’m still alive

I left the den

Knowing I wasn’t

Good for you

You knew it too

Didn’t wanna hurt me

I could never intend to hurt you

Hoping you’d find

someone better

Someone true

Someone who fits

The image you need to pursue

I have to believe you’ve

Found it so I can do

What I came here to do

I have to believe you’re happy

As you believe I am too

I was standing in a thrift store

Months after our paths untangled

Grabbed a book

Was jolted by the energy

You gave me

“An old sweetheart of mine”

Read the title

I saw flashes of memories

Must be a past life

I was the girl in the story

You were the author

Being apart we poured

Unconditional love

Into separate stories

Separate arts

You are an original

Although you learn a

Cover so well

You must write

What is in your heart

Or you will sit and dwell

Do not stay up at night

With my name written inside

Do not pretend you

Do not decay inside

Hide us in a song

And cast out every word

To the world

Or be a ghost inside

Look in the mirror

Dead eyes

Don’t let your true thoughts hide

I kept my distance

Many times only

To protect you

And my heart

Kept getting pulled

By invisible frequency

That kept opening &

shutting My heart

If this goes unfinished

Know that we never part

I’ll see you in my dreams

And write of you on screen

I was gifted memory

Maybe you just need to forget

I’m sorry I unfollowed you

But I admit I do not regret

If you were in my shoes

You wouldn’t watch me either

Especially if you had the memory

Of what your twisted tongue fabled

Maybe you finally found a way

To fill her cup

Maybe you found a way

To deem her your deepest truest love

Maybe you found a way to let her

Deep inside your heart

Maybe you believe …..

These things I’ll never know

I’ll just assume this is your truest love

I don’t have as much time as you

Timelines shift and I have a sight

That pulls me through

You sing I carry you along with me

Keep your spirit strong I do?

Maybe I was meant to be…

Finish the line in your head

Those things I said before

I don’t mean them anymore

Shall I apply those to all the

Woes you laid on my mind?

I have to tell you something

I am writing a story

I’ve created the cover

Collected the chapters

From the last twelve years

Dug through journals

Of all the lost versions

Of stories no eyes were

Ever supposed to see

All these letters and emotions

Won’t make it to my grave

You will find them on shelves

Across countries of every stage

A story of a lifetime

Of memories that will not fade

A story gifted that I won’t let

Die in vein

I wrote this to thank you

For the inspiration you are

Thank you for bringing me

Back to life so I can give

These words to the world

You are a lovable light

Without you I’d never believe

In energy , meditation or mind reading

I’d never believe in third eyes, telepathy

Listening to my dreams or universal

Consciousness of cut up collective

Thought streams

Although I’ll never understand

Why you wanted me to look up moths

I’ll admit you’re right

They are kinda frisky

I just hope you know

Without meeting your magic

Without meeting your soul

None of this

Would be possible

So don’t forget your magic

As the distance continues

To come along

Don’t forget you’re

Be-you-tiful

Please don’t feel bad

If you want to forget me

I’m sure it’s “easier”

Than being beat up on

For never knowing how

To explain me

It did break my heart

How you let them portray me

I did think you deeply cared for me

Especially when I daydream

Of how far we go back

I once too was told to call you

I refused because you were innocent

Of what he tried to accuse

I took his fury instead of lie to you

No hard feelings you just

Deserve to know the truth

One last thing

Don’t let the world

Get to you

There is more than

Your human eyes can see

One day your eyes will lay

Upon me but only able to

see through me

Call me Casper

I will be free

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I walk with God now

I hope you find him too

I’m leaving you a story

And giving God the glory

For introducing me to you

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