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I was empty
You think, when you're empty you have nothing
Nothing to be feared of
Nothing to be ashamed of
No expectations
No pain
No love
Nothing to feel about
Oh but there is
I felt tired
Tired being empty
And tired remembering the joyful days
And now you're here
You made me full again
Full of love
Full of emotions
Full of regrets as well
But oh darling
I would always choose pain over empty
If that means I would choose you
And your mistakes over and over again
-eris'
YOU ARE READING
Scintilla
Poetrysomething you might want to read when you're too drunk in love you don't remember what being sober feels like
