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Where do I pour this love? It haunts me when I lay in bed, begging to be whispered and held; Sweet nothings? No— everythings instead “Give me to him, as he wants it, needs it, craves it” Who? Where? I reply, before turning to my side. I pour inward, and keep it aside. Years go by,                      drop by drop. This will do, I decide.                               drop by drop. I’m no longer dried.                                   drop by drop. Overflowing; that’s no surprise.                                            drop by drop. Where else do I pour this love?
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Sep 28, 2024
Sep 28, 2024 at 6:18 AM UTC
Alone, but not lonely
Where do I pour this love? It haunts me when I lay in bed, begging to be whispered and held; Sweet nothings? No— everythings instead “Give me to him, as he wants it, needs it, craves it” Who? Where? I reply, before turning to my side. I pour inward, and keep it aside. Years go by,                      drop by drop. This will do, I decide.                               drop by drop. I’m no longer dried.                                   drop by drop. Overflowing; that’s no surprise.                                            drop by drop. Where else do I pour this love?
There’s a soft, mushy center behind these hardened walls
#romantic#love#water#whisper
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alixir
Sep 28, 2024
Sep 28, 2024 at 6:18 AM UTC
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