Filling Spaces
Maybe he's not
really staying
for colors
and depths
of romance.
Maybe he's
just renting
empty hands,
empty hugs,
and empty hearts
for temporary spaces
that will occupy
all of his
melancholy and
brokenness.
Maybe he's empty, too.
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