Starry Eyed

i’m starry-eyed:

not merely for your prestige,
not merely for your grace,

but because you’ve learned
how quickly and easily
shit gets real.

i’m teary-eyed:

not because of my disease,
not because of my pain,

but merely for your presence
as an inspiration
in my mind.

if only i

could channel your strength,
could harness whatever
you saw in me.

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