I will let you in on a mystery, if you are for keeps
Been harboring it for days, in my slience
habitual denial and hurt held in heaps
Obtaining the past lost and timeless
I wanted to say , you needed to be told
this journey of heartless to heartfelt
to be able to feel and believe manifold
It beats again, a thump and a sudden melt
Surrounded by a sea of unknown and cries
I lay my letter on you with a marigold
today, I could have said it with my eyes,
Our favorite orange- yet our story untold.
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