in whispers soft, excitement blooms,
over tiny sparks, my heart consumes.
attached too tight to fleeting glows,
in their absence, emptiness grows.
anxious beats in rhythms wild,
waiting for responses, like a child.
annoying friends with tales untold,
over guys, i shouldn't hold.
in shadows cast by fantasies spun,
i chase illusions, one by one.
but in the end, im left alone,
yearning for echoes of what's unknown.
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Poetrypoems i've written. THE ONES FROM THE BOTTOM UP ARE THE BEST. i promise they get better and more lengthy. please don't take without credits. please don't copyright. and please don't make fun of these 🙏🙏😭.
