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Eyeris







There are moments in life
that fail to inspire
where you feel like youre lost
out on the ocean
without expectation of tomorrow
All you can see is yesterday
moments
faces
choices
you feel yourself sink
beneath the waves
and get tossed around
like randomness
like so many broken dreams
tossed aside unrealized
reality checks in
fantasy checks out
for a moment I quit
for a moment I didn't swim
I wanted to be washed away
forgotten
not see any tomorrow
not feel any loss
not dream of things
that might never come
I might've never moved
the waves could have carried me for miles
I felt my delusions atrophy
possibilities faded away
desire died
and I was fine with it
your face appeared in my mind
a smile that I wanted to be for me
nothing in me reacted or resisted
I just let every part of me
fade into you
I floated through eternity
through lifetimes with you
moments that remapped my dna
8 billion different realities
I could feel you touch me
I could feel your soul
and my soul
become one
the sand under my feet
brought me back
to right now
I stood
my head barely above the water
I walked up onto the beach
Your face burned in my mind
in my heart
your soul
is my soul
my soul
is your soul
stay
I don't feel alone

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