Two

Two hands

To try and grab things we cannot reach

Two feet

To trip over while chasing dreams

Two eyes

To watch people be better than us

Two lips

To dream about pushing against yours

Two lungs

That cannot seem to take in air when we stutter in front of someone else

There’s a lot of things that’s doubles

But we only have one heart

And only one mind

To love

And imagine being with you

But that’s just imaginary

This poem is about: 
Me

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