where the sky touches the ground

he's like a drug for you.
I would have been healthier for you.
not a drug; I would have been the air, the sun.

I used to think of you in that way, you know.
like the sun.
my personal sun.
you balanced out the clouds nicely for me.

the clouds I can handle.
but I can't fight with an eclipse.



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