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Impossible Things
A Poem
there were whispers about you,
and i had no idea about any of that talk
because it didn’t matter, it didn’t matter,
when i’d already fallen so hard.
but it was an impossible thing
when you were so far from my touch
and all i could think was that i’d never reach,
no matter what i did or what price i paid.
the tunnel vision, the hunger pangs —
oh, i loved you from afar
while you bloomed on distant shores
and tried to pave your way.
there were rumors flying,
your name on everyone’s lips,
and i told myself i’d duck my head
while you waded through stormy waters.
but it was an impossible thing
because i wanted so much more
than i could ever have, ever have,
while you had adventures in other galaxies.
the point of view, the hopeless hours —
oh, i whispered your name
as if it were a mantra, a prayer, a grace,
when i really knew nothing at all.
