This is for the one,
may be who got away from me.
. . may be the one I forcefully wanted to be a part of.
. . . the one who knew I needed you.
In that way we wanted to stay.
Around us all of those,
who did not gave us the chance,
I never took that chance.
Call me anything you'd ever want.
I am whimpering a constant crippling complaint.
Don't want any more I need of,
yet I am dismissing the one I am
Lacking.
An affection not from a love.
. . . not about a love.
. . not a lust I want that gratifies none.
. . not a lust longing to become an addiction.
To touch you all day.
To talk to you by my eye.
To tell you from my hands.
Yes.
I need not to say,
but in parting.
We do understand what we will ever have.
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