fake plastic love
I wanted your story to be different,
to be filled with light,
-it isn't.
Her sickness infected you
-dark love.
Maybe this is something you had to go through.
So you could know what real love isn't-
how it doesn't sound like
how it doesn't feel like
and you could free yourself from that prison.
You're free!
Free to get lost in an embrace.
Free to travel the world softly holding a hand.
Free to let honest love replace.
You're free!!
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