Memories of the mundane, life passed by in moments that tick, each one forgettable
Lay within me your soliloquy shrouded in hushed tones,
Speak eloquently of the times you thought no one would reach for,
Ideas that hook you at 3am, with your lulled breaths against the laden silence
Locking you inside your own head
Whisper the the things you find odd
Social conventions enevloped in contradiction
I collect your life in my mind, and draw constellations to connect your dots,
I'll tell you of the ways I fall in love with words
Inevitably dripping into my eyes, each hushed tone
Bringing me closer to the stars.
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