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i don't think anyone will ever shut me up with a kiss or fall dead silent because they're fascinated by my face and i think that is a tragedy

i feel ungrateful because i have so many blessings in my life but still mourn this fact like a lost lover

as much as i have loved, given every single ounce of my breath and blood and drop of me, i have never experienced that upheaval in reverse

no one will ever treat me like their moon and stars and the beginning and end of everything

stare into my eyes just to tease me about seeing visions there of our future

call me honey-gold sunlight melting on a lake or a vibrant rose blooming too sweetly or some other overused metaphor that i could chuckle at and pretend to hate

there are days when i ache desperately to be adored.

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i don't think anyone will ever shut me up with a kiss or fall dead silent because they're fascinated by my face and i think that is a tragedy

i feel ungrateful because i have so many blessings in my life but still mourn this fact like a lost lover

as much as i have loved, given every single ounce of my breath and blood and drop of me, i have never experienced that upheaval in reverse

no one will ever treat me like their moon and stars and the beginning and end of everything

stare into my eyes just to tease me about seeing visions there of our future

call me honey-gold sunlight melting on a lake or a vibrant rose blooming too sweetly or some other overused metaphor that i could chuckle at and pretend to hate

there are days when i ache desperately to be adored.