I was love

I was love.
But there was something to me.
Something more than normality encompassing the fresh smell of roses or the touch of soft lips against a blushing cheek.
I was love
There was more
And all I could see were green eyes piercing threw me,
It was as if you knew me and my energy was familiar to you.
Green eyes
Knew me
From some place
Some time.
I was love
And you?
You were envy.

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