She Needs You
She would not give me love.
Nor let another try…..
She kept me hungry when others tried to feed me.
Hollow
I learned to starve quietly.
Thinking hunger was in my nature.
Empty
She thought she was saving me,
but it was a spell of ruin when it was meant to be a curse broken.
Bound
My biggest heartache forever on her lips.
As if being cold were holy,
and loving meant leaving,
and wanting meant comfort…..
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