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Was it, Dove?

‘Your eyes are beautiful.’

Those words felt like love.

My heart, Palpitation.

But was it, My Dove?

‘What a Perfect smile’.

I cherish those phrases.

But just like the moon,

People have phases.

‘I can’t be with you’

Still in awe.

Was it faith,

Or was I a flaw?