What am I supposed to do on the days I crave you?
Your body,
Mind,
Soul.
You're nowhere to be found.
The desire runs deep and resonates in my core.
But where are you?
I don't know why I'm asking. You're not mine for the taking.
You weren't put on this planet for me.
But I'll never be satisfied.
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Random thought
Poetry"You should make a book on wattpad or something called random thoughts" Random things, rants, poems, and such
