dear, you.
i love how you say my name.
i generally hate my name.
but the way you say it;
so soft.
it feels like i'm yours.
i snapped out my thoughts,
went back to reality.
please say my name often,
even though i'm not yours.
–me
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labirinthine
Poetry❝you and your nebulous lies, it's sempiternal.❞ [poetic-ish letters.] #660 in poetry
