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on the cusp of leaving you
is when i understand and appreciate you,
evade and dissimilate from you,
fear and falter near you,
and need you more than ever.

i hope you know though i'm silent and often stoic,
i have essays to express-
of words both ugly and lovely
full of inexplicable emotion.

i love you
because you listen to my voice
but you break my heart
because you do not understand my language.

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