Poetry · Writing

Marrow

And when I looked at you,
I knew.

I knew it in my veins.
In my marrow.
In my mind.

It’s cliche to believe
In that sort of thing.
I know.

But when I looked at you,
I knew.

We had connected.
On some cosmic plane.
We had connected.
Linked from here till the end.

No one else could ever
Take your place.

Because when I looked at you.
I knew.

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