I try to tell you
with the softness of my smile,
that your pain is slowly stripping mine away.
Desperate arms
and too-deep kisses,
are replacing my aching fingertips.
losing sleep
due to the state of the sheets,
and your bedframe movements take everything away.
but the more I give,
the more I forget,
I was empty to begin with.


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