it's when a scrap of construction paper is
faded and grayed by hours of stale, warm sunlight.
it's when a ten-color glint in a shard of broken glass
under dusty road pebbles nudged against the curb catches a tired eye.
it's when a crinkled, dry leaf slowly shrivels and smokes black
under a magnifying glass of a child giddy with curiosity.
it's when a face thick with sweat and salt breathes deep
after the last strides of a race have been run.
it's when the lens of a camera reveals a stunning angle
and you realize that ordinary is breathtaking and absolutely yours.
it's when midnight, snow-covered railroad tracks flooded in orange streetlight infuse your heart with
that sentiment of lonely, longing, mystery and
complete contentment
all at once.
it's when i see your face, your eyes in mine and i realize why i fell for you
and the echo of emptiness and acceptance
when I remember achingly that I did the right thing by letting you go.
it's when you realize that
the beauty, the simplicity, the heartbreak, the perseverance
all are what make your life
completely extraordinary.
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