Those mellifluous speeches, bathed with lies.
Those short kisses, after every fight.
Those true, gentle eyes, never meeting mine,
Those important calls, every night.Now I know,
why only one of your hands, held mine.
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Emptying Voids
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Realization
Those mellifluous speeches, bathed with lies.
Those short kisses, after every fight.
Those true, gentle eyes, never meeting mine,
Those important calls, every night.Now I know,
why only one of your hands, held mine.