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I know how to love hard, but somehow never quite the right way.
I knew how to touch you, but didn’t have the right words to say.
My love gaped distance but not enough to sway.
You’ve created something in me...And I want it to stay.
Tell me what you need and I promise I’m enough.
Even when the past makes the gift of our present seem too tough.
When I tell you I love you, you smile and rebuff:
“Whatever,” and I know in your past, it’s because love’s been rough.
About the Creator
Sherad Maneeram
I observe. I write. I never sleep through the night.
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