This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Wells chapter.
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I hold you closer
And closerÂ
And closer
As if my arms around you
Connect you to my core
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The stars in your eyes are my galaxy
Their constellations connecting the dots
I haven’t yet figured out
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You tell me you’re hard to love
Because of the damage
But your craters let me in
I find comfort in your phases
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I’m starting to get sickÂ
Of my path around the sun
I lose bits and pieces of myself
Each time around
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But I’m starting to find them in you