Act I

"But you are too beautiful for me, darling,
Like a poetry I do not deserve to write."
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A collection depicting how sweet yet chaotic infatuation could be.

These are poems I've written on my freshmen year in college for a guy who dawned like morning, scattered sun beams and daylight bliss, illuminating my darkest moments with a smile so vibrant, I'm lost in summer dreams. Until one day, sunshine's gone and all that was left was a candle of hope, slowly burning away as twilight approaches.

Hope you enjoy.

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