
Afraid is not the right term,
Perhaps, blocked it is
With two crossed swords.
Guard is up
When guard is not up.
Confusion is my second name
My contradictions I cannot tame.
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Love wants me not
Other times, love is all around me.
I pull at the same pace as I push,
But can never let go
I become love at the same pace as I become despair.
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My hand softly fondles the skin of your cheek
Pulls away
Goes back to weeping
Love wants me not
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Warm sadness
Cold happiness
In blurry emotions,
I realize
Doubt, I am not
Love is all I am certain.
Nida 𝔅. 🖤
“I become love at the same pace as I become despair.” 👏👏👏
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