A Table for Two

I wanna kiss you.

Just thinking of your lips makes me dizzy.

I wanna hug you.

Just thinking of your arms flushes my cheeks.

I wanna touch you.

Just thinking of your skin sends shivers down my spine.

There is a pain in my heart,

An empty place where the blood won’t flow;

An empty table that cannot be filled

For there is a note that says:

“Reserved for You.”

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