with you, i never knew grey.
not only because every damn color walked right beside you,
but mainly because with you,
it was all
or
it was nothing.
i thought i knew.
i was sure i understood.
because after all, that’s as simple as it gets.
or so i thought.
or so did my mind.
but know damn well that my heart did know.
so my dear,
just know you owned
every
single
piece
of me.
of my mind.
of my heart.
but i’m sure you already knew that
and know,
you still do.
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