Your Affection

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Drowning in the ocean of my conflicting emotions.


Perhaps it's an illusion,

last night's hangover,

or a delusion.


But when I perceive you

with someone who isn't me,

why do I feel these emotions that fly so free?


I failed to comprehend that essence of your affection,

calling you more of a kin

or someone about whom I wouldn't think.


Then why does your absence

make me suffer inside

as if all I did was for your smile?

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