Dark, Fireworks, Hands, Lights, Macro

every moment
we were together
magic happened
and that never
went away
the sparkles
did not die out
they kept

I gave my sparkles
to him
when he left
I knew I wouldn’t
need them

if he exists
I hope
he has them
with him
so he remembers
how much he
was loved

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4 Responses to Sparkles…

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  2. Resa says:

    I would do/be the same. There are sparkles, and then there are SPARKLES!

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