Split in 2

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Date made: 1/26/2021

Aches and confusion

my feelings a mess 

Will I get less? 

Or will I finally get what I desire

What is it I desire? 

Someone to hold me

Someone to care

Someone to say I love you 

Is that too much to ask?

To ask for something to last?

One minute I picture him 

tall, big, hair thin, glasses and a goofy smile

warm, caring and sweet

but is it worth breaking the tile?

The other I picture him

small, thin, hair as soft as clouds, and a smile rare but perfect

smart, funny and sweet 

but is it worth keeping?  

Sometimes I wonder why I can't have both

but then I remember there is such a thing as to much 

I would be called things I am not

And the two will fight non-stop

I'm scared to lose what I have 

So I'll keep my mouth shut

lips sealed 

and feelings locked. 

((I hate this poem it didn't age well for me. Opinions?? Thoughts??))

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