For Him
The core of my affection
something he will never see.
I shoved it down beneath
and I never let it free.
He must think he is hated
Because I never acknowledged him.
But when he is around
it is so hard to breathe him in.
Chills went down my spine
whenever he would touch my skin.
So he just disappeared
and oh, how lonely I have been.
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