I am haunted by your face
It’s the only thing I see anymore
Whenever I close my eyes
Your sparkling eyes
The curve of your lips
Why do I torture myself every night
Thinking of what could be
When I know it never will be
I generally don’t post poetry more than once a week but my fingers on my right (my dominant hand) are swollen and I can’t type much at the moment. So, enjoy!
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