What is love,
Without you?
Your snide and sarcastic comments
Race through my head.
The way my name
Would fall from your lips
In frustration
To my everlasting stubbornness
The curve of your lips
As they tried to resist a smile
All of it
All of you
Is imprinted in my mind
Like a tattoo.
YOU ARE READING
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