because I love you so much
that I let myself drown in
the glass of mocktail
that you share with her
on a scorching Sunday
afternoon,
locking myself in the cubes
of ice and melt away with the
heat as the conversation
sparks like firecrackers
but it was bliss,
it's either I get to swim
in the river of your veins
occupying the banks
of your heart
or reside in the strains of
her eyes that you wish
to wake up every
sunrise to.
Either way,
I will be deeply loved by you,
in the disguise of someone
else's cresent smile.
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