In My Pocket

10-03-2026

We might be scattered.
Near and far.
But it doesn’t matter.
Because I love who you are.

Sometime, I look up at the sky.
and a star is what I see.
The light it shines is a tie,
between you and me.

My pocket always carries a piece of you.
Even though you’re far away.
It was there during the hardest times I’ve been through.
That’s why you’re here to stay.

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