I sit with thoughts
afraid to name it,
afraid the moment I
name it, I kill it.
An infinitesimal portion of
this universe, you and I.
Both dead and living
before being brought to light,
our destiny tied
to the behavior of waves.
Falling in love is
rarely a binary event.
This is what I heard: surviving,
all we remember is being alive.
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