Within The Lines

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When you say "I love you." Is it true? and when you say. "I miss you." Do you?

What does it take to be seen? Have the love of a dream?

"I love you" but it seems untrue, taken as a fool,
Used by you as a tool, fixing your troubles and rusted screws.

Oh to be a muse, of an artist, musician, poet or writer, be someone's fuse to ignite ideas,

oh to be loved by someone who loves you enough to fill a thousand wall with your portraits,

to make beautiful melodies about you,

to have one write their love for you on the lines of a page.

Oh to have someone write out their story with you as a protagonist explaining your every detail.

In these moments of need, you flee, leaving me alone to be, be with my thoughts and feelings drowned by them.

Now I could hold my heart in a fist and make this wish.

To be loved, to be a muse, to be the inspiration filling someone's mind, their heart beaming and beating for me,

My flame of love to their torch of Admiration to help grow and guide.

Safely guarding my heart that finally sits upon my sleeve, for him to hold and boast about me.

I'm proud of me, He's proud of me.

A love I'd only ever seen through the pages of a book or the screen of a device.

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