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MDK 1d
Every note, every key is played off the piano so gently as your fingers caress the keys so freely, like the words that slip off your tongue.

The words comfort me, entrance me, engulf me in all that I am.

You feel like the sun glistening on my skin in the summer,
like the wind that whispers against me,
like the thunder that rumbles through my soul.

The one that longs for you,
wanting you, needing you—
an unknown feeling, a thought that resembles your being.

The one that keeps me close,
the one that keeps me safe,
the one that keeps me burning like flames—
Until all that remains is the warmth of you.
MDK 1d
I know things aren’t sunshine and rainbows, that I often overlook things because I want to feel something other than emptiness or sadness. Change it to something else—for someone to understand me, for someone to see me, like I’m looking through glass. To feel some sense of comfort rather than the loneliness I often feel inside.  You call me these sweet things, like a tune of lullabies, and act differently other weeks, like you didn’t. It always leaves me so surprised.

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