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To The Other Pisces

A week long high school romance hijacks me at 23.
If I tried hard enough,
I could remember when I smiled this much,
But living in the now,
is so much sweeter,
than dwelling on then.
The fear that is bought by a loud thump of resurrected heart,
Attempts to caution
through Raising of walls.

I will not be a fortune teller today,
But if the rest of our moments
Resemble half of these,
All predictions will be rendered obsolete.

The last moment was good.
This one is amazing.
Tomorrow's has yet to be lived