because love is a thing that grows
so fast that you don't see it coming
and then it just lasts,
and the world seems so dry
to your warmth and your breath
when you reach out your hand to embrace
my neck.
and everyone laughs and scoffs at the things
that you say when in love,
until their bell rings
and love comes for them,
growing deep as a tree
to the depths of their hearts,
to the skeptics like me.
because love is a thing that grows
so fast that you don't see it coming,
and then it just lasts.
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