I crave that feeling.
that ecstatic, blissful feeling I procure, whenever you're in my presence.
that breathtaking and earth shattering sensation, when we talk, and you smile at me.
it hurts me. it shatters me. each time, i look through our memories, hoping to find one single piece of hope that maybe you did love me in your own way, but every night, I sit dejected, losing a battle, I knew I could never conquer, the moment I began with.
you remind me of a time where my problems were almost invisible to me, a time where I had no weight on my shoulders and no heaviness in my heart.
you took it all away, just by simply existing, being around me.
maybe you never loved me, but I loved you with everything that I had, and i still love you.
but sometimes, I wonder, do I love you or simply, the best version you bring out in me, when I'm with you?
or do I simply crave the feeling, you give me?
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bittersweet amour.
Poetry"personification of beauty. master of deception. queen of heartbreak. ruler of my heart." ------------------ #1 in sonnet. June 17th, 2018. #33 in poetry. June 23rd, 2018.
