i wanted to go back to you,
but then i remember why would i go back to someone who would make me feel sad all the time?the problem here is that feelings got involved,
and my body craved you when you weren't laying beside me everynighti crave you even when i'm admiring myself in the mirror
i crave your touch when no one has ever touched me the way you did
your kisses were my favourite,
i never wanted to stopi can't even feel anymore,
cause i don't know if i will ever talk to that same man that i met that dayyour words never made sense,
but i always tried to piece them togetheri crave you,
and i know it's not healthybut i cannot help myself,
i want who i want
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jar of hearts (a poetry story)
Poetrywho do you think you are? running around with a jar of hearts?