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I loved you like I couldn’t survive without the feel of you.

Every curve, every shiver, every soft gasp

was a pull I couldn’t resist, a hunger I couldn’t control.

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You are the ache behind the smile,

the storm behind calm hands—

soft-spoken strength

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(I write my poems in a vignette style so i apologize if you think paragraphs are too long. Anyways here is the poem:

I feel sorry for mirrors. Imagine not being able to look at yourself. Not that the

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It’s a strange kind of ache, this wanting.

Not sharp, not loud—just steady,

like a low tide that never quite comes in.

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You say you hate yourself all the time

You say it like you’ve committed a crime

These words just effected you at the start

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I wish I looked like her

She’s the kind of pretty that

Make people take double takes

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I am tired, I am torn,

Worn down by the endless storm.

Every step feels twice as steep,

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Today I noticed

The feeling of contentment,

Even through my aching back

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I wear my heart on my sleeve.

Unfortunately the world was too cruel to spare it

But it’s still out there

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