how does it feel
to be comfortable
with another touching you
when youre weaki havent felt that is so long
a year
almost two
its kinda heartbreakingi miss my comfort
i miss my warmth
i miss my lover
i miss my touchbut he isnt coming back
why
i dont know
but i guess i wasnt meant to have itthe universe looked on me
with a wicked smirk
said lets hurt the boy
and break this man
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The Night Talks • Vents
PoesieDisgusting and disturbing thoughts turned into try-hard poetry.