"no, because I always liked to be alone, but now that I know you exist,
I want you here. you're sweeter than my solitude."
YOU ARE READING
You remain dear, inside
Poetrywords are never enough to convey something too soulful. I will forever be a poet to unfulfilled promises, to unrhymed metaphors, to something so beautiful I long. for it so deep and enduring, for her, dear, inside me. for time, it lingers. for...
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"no, because I always liked to be alone, but now that I know you exist,
I want you here. you're sweeter than my solitude."
