the throes of embracing you
You're hard to love
Even on easy days
You're always busy and on the rush
When I'm on my bed and you're all I want to touch
Perhaps it's the time, distance or everything within us
Sometimes, I'd ask myself if I am someone you'd like to be with
til the last breathe you'd inhale, is it me you trust?
I have never felt what it is to be loved without cease
For I could feel you today then tomorrow you'd act like a breeze
That comes and go whenever you please
Did I ever entertained you, at least?
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