they pluck
at all the adjectives
that adorn me
they
find me
astounding
they cannot
keep their curious eyes off
all the stories
that I am
each day
I lose pieces
that you have given me
to strangers
who never knew love
and never may
how do I tell them
that this love
was not mine
to know
to flaunt
to give
how do I tell them
I just was lucky
that
I found you
to leave me love
on each moment of space
on each inch of time
how do I tell them
these strangers
who
find me
inspiring
because I worry
after all my memories
are plucked
what if
they don't find
me
astounding
what if
they don't find
me
inspiring
what if
they just don't
find
me
---
at all the adjectives
that adorn me
they
find me
astounding
they cannot
keep their curious eyes off
all the stories
that I am
each day
I lose pieces
that you have given me
to strangers
who never knew love
and never may
how do I tell them
that this love
was not mine
to know
to flaunt
to give
how do I tell them
I just was lucky
that
I found you
to leave me love
on each moment of space
on each inch of time
how do I tell them
these strangers
who
find me
inspiring
because I worry
after all my memories
are plucked
what if
they don't find
me
astounding
what if
they don't find
me
inspiring
what if
they just don't
find
me
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