it’s you, always you

It’s you,
it has always been you
demanding poems written
about the way you start
hurricanes in my chest
every time you swear
“I’ll see you again”,
and how you unearth
the roots inside my chest
when you break every promise.
.
I’d pray for sunlight to come in,
but it’s still you,
always your name
that makes blooming possible
in the end.
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it’s you, always you

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