Cristina Maria

Cristina Maria

Cristina Maria
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The universe and her, and I poem #75 written by Christopher Poindexter

You see my dear, you were my moon and i was your sun. Now that I must live without my moon and I will not love mornings, instead I will wait in the dark waiting for you to bring the only light that shines in the dark.

Yep

This is SO TRUE - You really don't understand it fully until it happens to you. "There are some people who could hear you speak a thousand words and still not understand you. And there are others who will understand without you even speaking a word.