I don't like being attached
but I love attachments.
I want the tenderness
and all of the endearments.
Tell me you love me
and I'll hold you forever.
Push me away
and I'll find someone better.
That feeling of being warm, being held
is what I think I need.
Sure, I'll love you,
but I can't help not to make you bleed.
I'll hurt you and you'll hurt me
but only when we're together do we feel free.
Finding someone new is difficult
but I'll move on.
I'll find that special someone,
that person who'll last for eons.
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The Welting Chess Board
Poetryjust a collection of quick thoughts with some long term emotions |(letter)| = certain people it's made out to btw read a bit and enjoy
