Taken.

He took my hand in that crowded room
And stood with me, never letting go.
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I'd never known someone who could change my mind like that.
From what I had set out to gain
I had drifted,
Drifted far away to places new
That I had never ventured before.

Reaching for me
As I reached for him,
Everything else started to fade away.
Memories lost, though never truly forgotten.
The importance of what was, gone like the past.
It was never to be in my future, and so it didn't matter.

Months of contemplation,
Feelings and longing ,
All came together inside my mind.
We were no longer separate pieces,
But sewn together to make one.
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And every night, I got closer to it.
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What is this?
Are we really drifting towards that strange euphoria
That I could only ever dream of?
Is he honestly capable of taking me there?
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He was.
He still is.
He looks in my eyes, and I'm there.
Gone, and I will never return.