yet another thing I fucked up

there is pain
in losing a lover

my skin is cold
where your hands once warmed

my lips are hungry
to taste your sweetness

I am filled with
aching
and longing
and emptiness

but if you think losing a lover is bad
you should try losing a muse

the silence is fucking
deafening

 

December 2, 2019

 

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