It is so deeply exhausting
To have to build a roadmap to your own heart
Just so someone will pull up to the driveway.
She is tired of giving instructions on how to notice her,
Tired of explaining the exact shape of her loneliness
Before anyone thinks to hold her hand.
She doesn’t want a love that n…
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