Two

I

Not we,
Or you and me.

I had a world,
And you were in it.

Inscribed so deeply
Into the insides of my eyelids, that
Whispers of it found their way into
“reality”.

You could be anything I wanted.
You could be memory.

II

Her eyes looked up at him;
They said everything.

He was her world,
Her everything.

Once upon a time I was her,
And you were him, at least,
When I dared to look into your eyes.
They scared me.

I close my eyes now, just so
I could look into yours.

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