I Know it Must Be

The day was the fifth of March

There was no particular occasion to be had

Besides the reappearing act that followed.

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I am no longer in a cloud of change

Or hoping for a prolonged break

Because the ache dissolved on the fifth of March.

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And so, I smooth the silk slip that blows in the wind,

My fingertips gliding over each thread

As my head is lifted from the sting.

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If only I knew then what I know now

I would’ve forgotten about my past

While the last of the sun caught the horizon.

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Because the shadow that crept up behind me

That pinched my skin with shivers

Allowed the quiver of my lips to subside.

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Because you moved towards me,

Moved closer and closer and closer

And forced my world to stop moving.

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Not just for that moment.

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This was how it felt to look and love.

And now that I know this person,

Our adoration worsens and surges with time.

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I know it must be.

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Because why else would my heart still

Turn into a bass drum

And the sum of my past disappear

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Because why else would I spend the year

Laying by your side

When the pride of my introversion crept in.

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And so, I’m glad that I talked to you that day.

I never talked to strangers before

I kept the door to my heart closed.

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I know.

I know it must be love.

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I didn’t know you then,

Not like I know you know

But thank god, I fell.

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This poem is a sequel to "I Think it Must Be."