dubiety
Never knowing,
Never showing.
You say one thing,
but never anymore.
You may not feel it,
but my heart is sore.
Beating my own bruises,
never letting them heal.
Burning my flesh from within,
but I cannot feel.
Mesmerized by the sight,
of you all alone.
Away from a distant,
inside I groan.
Craving your lips,
a thousand times I’ve dreamt of your kiss.
Never perfect,
until I feel them myself can I be certain.
Never knowing,
Always showing.
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