The room's a steely
gray without your smile.
I don't know how you
took my heart off standby.
I don't know how you
pick the right time to appear,
But all of my senses
wish you were here.
I can't explain you. I
don't know how
You blunt my senses, my
body, my brow.
I don't know why it
took me 'til now
To realize anyone who
shines like you casts a glare,
and to wish like hell
you were elsewhere.
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