Often, After drowning in my own self-esteem, I'd forget to breathe. But then, I'd turn around Just to witness myself Stay afloat in her eyes And swim across oceans. The eyes that reminded me to breathe.
Often, After being derailed in my own skepticism, I would forget reality. But then, I would just listen. Just to witness myself Dancing in her heart And in the chaos of mine. The heart that calmed the storm.
Often, After being drenched in my own sorrows, I would lose my wit. But then, I would just strive. Just to witness myself Fighting against my insecurities, Wading through my struggles And riddling out life. The mind that never gave up.
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