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☆⋅⋆ ── the ninth poem

maybe i was never the only one who cried tears of autumnized sadness / autumn tears

now playing . . .

my tears ricochet ; taylor swift
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maybe
you
cried
honey-sweet
tears
three
autumns
ago
.


i never took you as the crying type.

but the deity that graces our skies would know.
wouldn't they
?


last spring,
and three autumns ago,
murmurs about you and me escaped parted lips.
your friends must have not been skillful in the art of deceit,
because three autumns ago,
i was introduced your idea of you and me.


three autumns ago,
my face flushed in anger at your ideas.


but three autumns later,
and one spring later,
my face flushed in delight at your idea of you and me,
even though it was merely an impossible occurrence now.


maybe,
i
was
never
the
only
one
who
cried
honey-sweet
tears
over
us.

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