4th Time

World slips through my fingers so fast I don't know what I'm missing, it doesn't matter. 

The person I am around you is who I truly am, I'm falling for you but I'm also falling for me. 

I lay beside your heart, love nest. 

Head on your chest, breathe in what feels like my last breath. 

I fall into a somber to your soft caress, 

Your voice is music to my ears, haven't heard a melody like yours in years. 

Hopefully one day our paths cross correctly. Till then I'll hold the memory of you and I -  

in my poems. 

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