Your Glasses ; Part 1
Your Glasses ; Part 1 stories

authorSeeking meaning through literature
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Your Glasses ; Part 1

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And I waited,

Hopelessly, sickly, I waited

For your starry eyes,

To stare back at me

Your eyes were my stars

And I was my own dark night

You enveloped me with the clarity of love

A love I have yet to mend,

A love I have yet to accept

Baby, your eyes shine even brighter Underneath those glasses

I see the way you look at me

The way you say my name

As if it were a melody

And I loved the way you held me

When I told you I was in love

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