"Did she want him?"
She needed him as much as she needed to breathe she would take her last dying breath in order to tell him she loved him but if he knew how much she wanted him he'd run away so she kept the words she was to afraid to say in the back of her pocket on crumpled up paper because the world is filled with unspoken words and ghosts and true love never found because he couldn't see what was right in front of him.
She wanted him and he wanted the girl who she would never be
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Being between life and death
PoetryYou, holder of chaos, have the ability to make it look like beauty.