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Being with you was like trying to keep water in cupped hands. No matter how tightly I held, you still seeped through the cracks. All I wanted was merely a sip, A tiny taste of the love you had to offer. I had been thirsty without knowing I needed a drink until you teased me with your cool touch. But before I could bring my hands to my lips, The last drop hit the floor. You were gone. Leaving me nothing to soothe my chapped lips and burnt heart. But here's a secret I learned shortly after you left. I wasn't in a desert and you weren't an oasis. All I had to do was grab a glass and turn on the tap. I found a way to quench my thirst from another source, And from that day I never looked back.
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Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 4:33 PM UTC
I wasn't in a desert and you weren't an oasis
Being with you was like trying to keep water in cupped hands. No matter how tightly I held, you still seeped through the cracks. All I wanted was merely a sip, A tiny taste of the love you had to offer. I had been thirsty without knowing I needed a drink until you teased me with your cool touch. But before I could bring my hands to my lips, The last drop hit the floor. You were gone. Leaving me nothing to soothe my chapped lips and burnt heart. But here's a secret I learned shortly after you left. I wasn't in a desert and you weren't an oasis. All I had to do was grab a glass and turn on the tap. I found a way to quench my thirst from another source, And from that day I never looked back.
It hurts to think you assumed I'd crumble to dust without your half-assed love. You were dead wrong. I learned I deserved more than ***** gutter water.
#love#broken#heart#water#angry#thirsty
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Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 4:33 PM UTC
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