When I'm alone
I feel so empty
and cold
like a hollow version
of my old self-
like I was left in the snow
left to freeze over
but the warmth
of your embrace
melts me right down to the core-
leaves me blushed
and glowing
and each time you speak
"I love you"
you fill me up a little more;
and when I find the truth
Though I'm afraid to say
"I love you, too",
I don't feel so empty
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Maybe I'm Insane
PoetryMaybe I'm insane, but aren't we all a bit. Here's a look inside my crazy mind. My hopes, my fears, my problems all out there for you to see. It's not all pretty and it's not all nice, but it's the truth. I won't blame society for these things, becau...
