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The lights come on at night, and I find myself in the library with others. Each one is doing their objective, and I see you sitting in the dark corner of a room, looking out the window. I wondered if the tears on your face would be of joy or sorrow. As I watch, my eyes are drawn to your face as I understand something shining in you. You are beautiful and deserve peace. Let me kiss you & look deeply into your eyes as I wipe your tears. Even with your makeup ruined, I still find you beautiful, cute, and pretty >3? You are as dear to me as you always have been. I see the highlight of warmth in your lips. They are a sight that places my heart afloat. When they curve in a smile, all I see is an invitation to move forward. I cannot move unless it's backward. Is it a lack of balls or a pillar of strength? Due to the past, I saw your peace but realized it was an illusion, which I did not question. A faithful friend will always be there even when they do not move forward. Sometimes, my crimson angel, the person in pain, has to move forward so that their friends can move forward to them. The movement between two people can only occur when one starts walking. Sometimes, the one in pain must communicate that in a manner that makes the wolf in the shadows come to their rescue ceremony. The wolf only hides as it hunts the troubles that ail others. Still, the ails for their faithful friend can go unseen by them. I’m sorry I was not there. The time lost for both of us has given us scars that cannot be visibly seen. We have the present and the future to be allied with one another. Each minute we were away was like a blade cutting into my heart. May it be in hands (partnership) or in arms (allies), I vow never to cause you pain like the fool who accosted you. You are always on my mind. Soulmates cannot be mates in the same lifetime; however, they can be guardians to one another and another’s mates and family. A lack of communication gave us faithful wounds as our enemies gave us kisses of deceit. We have shown each other that we have HOPE in our lives. I am younger; however, I am not like the others.  Your crimson lips and hair match. The problem with the fools who see perfection is that they always look for perfection by seeing imperfections in everyone else. We all have imperfections; however, that is true perfection. Growth is more important than settling. I shall join your ranks and celebrate with our friends. In our hearts, we know each other through these words.
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