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the maximum volume of my ipod is six decibels lower than my heart's ability to tune you out.
write // you're my serendipity - i wasn't looking for you, i wasn't expecting you, but i'm very lucky i met you.
basecode // leen.



#17 @ 31.8.14
I went to the desert to forget about you.
But the sand was the colour of your hair.
The midnight sky was the colour of your eyes.
The never-ending landscape was the depth of your mind.

I hid in the forest to get away from you.
But your tunes were in the breeze that kept the nights warm.
Your words were in the rustling of the leaves under my feet.
Your songs were in the air that filled my lungs.

I waded into the waters to wash you away.
But the waters rushed around me like the arms that held me when I was alone.
The salty air threatened to confused my lungs like the nights I was not alone.
The currents pushed and pulled, pushed and pulled.
Like me.
Me and you.
You
Us.

And then I realise,

There is nowhere I can go that wouldn’t be (without) you.

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