the rashness of your actions,
the sadness that over flows within the white in your eyes.
Your comfort which comes ever so often
makes me feel like a tiny leaf
being reattached to a bond that
was never meant to be.
Your whispers smoothly conquers every angle of the dim room,
making me turn and twist to every side
feeling the sounds of your heart beat
but not physically there.
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