To My Entire World,
Once I told you that you were all of the colors at once, in full brightness —
maybe I was lying.
Maybe you are more than just the colors, but also the sky and all its stars.
What if you were the moon and I did not know it until right now…
Because if that were true,
then I would not need to miss you.
Next year when you are far away from me,
I need only look up into the sky and see you shining down upon me,
sweet enough to share your light.
But what then if I look up and only see the sun?
Then I’d be lucky
because you are still all the bright places in one.
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