Thoughts on a Sweaty Tuesday Afternoon

Twenty four hours and infinite moments

 in between silence and words which are not scarce.

Gazes to far away places.

Ideas.

Heartbeats.

I was near you.

Before the sun set,

Before our lives end,

I loved you.

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Snippet 1: I couldn't sleep since these words keep playing in my head. I had to write them down.