mid week
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mid week

by pansycries

mid week

things were getting lonely

we forced our hands together

pretended we didnt have to sleep

imagined love in all its forms

fooled around with the idea of what could be

tired of holding ourselves together

we refused the love that we so desperately craved

we followed differing paths

and next week i wondered

if the void inside of me would ever be filled

if i would ever be able to stay attached for longer than a nautical day

i am massed to hold another home within my spirit

my conflict is longing for someone who is massed to be held inside of me

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