I couldn’t keep you.
You weren’t meant
to be a part of me.
Our love was like the sun,
ninety-nine percent of this solar system,
but not enough to keep you.
Some things are more beautiful
because they don’t belong
to anyone or anything.
That is how I would like to remember you.
As something too wild for me to keep,
rather than a thing that threw the sun away.
by: Nikita Gill
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