I used to think it was a curse,
to feel so deeply.
a curse, of being aware of more
pretending as if less was good enough.
—
perhaps not condemned,
realizing I just want you
and nothing else will do.
I used to think it was a curse,
to feel so deeply.
a curse, of being aware of more
pretending as if less was good enough.
—
perhaps not condemned,
realizing I just want you
and nothing else will do.
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