Not In My Stars
I sketched you in my heart,
I inked you to my being,
You're tattooed to me my love,
Ingrained in my soul.
I know its so cliche' -
The very thing you detest.
But I put you there so you could never find your name written in my stars,
Thus never able to take yourself away.
I see you now in passing cars, busses and trains,
as they come and go my love,
Unaffected by my hurt,
Their purpose remains the same.
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