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she said i got glock 9 feelings

Dreaming of futures and distant seas.

Leo arrived with a fiery roar,

Demanding attention and so much more.

"Look at me!" cried Leo, bright,

Turning every day into a spotlight.

Aquarius sighed, "Must everything shine?

Can't a quiet thought have a little time?"

Leo loved crowns and center-stage cheers,

Aquarius questioned traditions and fears.

One chased applause beneath golden skies,

The other chased truth where mystery lies.

Leo burned hot like the noon-day sun,

Aquarius wandered where wild winds run.

Neither was wrong, they simply disagreed—

On what makes a heart feel happy and free.

So Aquarius floated away with grace,

Leaving Leo to command the place.

And though the stars laughed high above,

The Pisces loved like the ocean—
soft tides against hidden shores,
heart open as moonlit water,
feeling every current
before it arrived.

And somehow,
the sky fell in love with the sea.

Aquarius spoke in constellations,
in dreams of futures not yet born,
while Pisces answered
with poetry in their fingertips
and storms behind their eyes.

One carried lightning.
One carried rain.

Together,
they became weather.

The Aquarius tried to understand love,
to map it like stars across black space,
but Pisces only smiled
and taught them
some things are meant to be felt,
not solved.

And Pisces—
forever drifting between fantasy and fear—
found shelter in Aquarius,
who loved them not for their softness alone,
but for the endless universe
inside their soul.