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Ode to M

Oh, how you torment me,

With your absence and your cruelty.

Your presence, so fleeting and rare,

Leaves me longing, filled with despair.

The pain you bring, a constant ache,

Echoes within my weary heart.

Your elusive nature, a relentless game,

Tears me apart, again and again.

I seek your embrace, your soothing touch,

But you evade me, always out of reach.

The void you leave, a gaping wound,

Leaves me adrift, my soul marooned.

why must you be so unkind?

Your elusiveness, a thorn in my mind.

I yearn for the day when you'll be near,

To banish this pain, this endless fear.

Until then, I'll carry on, my heart in chains,

Hoping one day, your love I'll regain.

My tormentor and my muse,

Your absence, a pain I cannot refuse.

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Dead Inside

Adrift in this endless expanse,

I ponder how I've come this far.

If you were to ask, I'd meet your gaze

with a vacant stare, lost amidst the stars.

The truth lies heavy in my heart

a hollowness that clouds my mind.

Numb to the world, I trudge along,

my soul, a flickering flame, resigned.

The path ahead, shrouded in mist,

offers no solace, no guiding light.

I walk this journey, ever alone,

my spirit dimmed, a shadow in the night.

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library date?? coffee shop date??? museum date?? art gallery date?? stargazing date?? napping date?? picnic date??? yes

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Monemvasaia, Greece

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The Ice Cream Shop

July 4th, the day we met

Though my memories fade with time,

I still recall your radiant smile

Glimpsed out the corner of my eye.

It was a sultry summer's eve,

As I strolled the bustling street,

Sunlight glinting on my skin,

Your beauty shining from the crowd.

I saw you, yet dared not approach,

Your guarded form too distant, cold.

A coward, gripped by trembling fear

What if my steps should prove too bold?

The risk of death if I drew near,

Kept me from reaching out to you.

My courage failed, my heart hung back,

As you remained beyond my view.

But you, defiant, slipped their watch,

And trailed behind with every step,

Until we reached the ice cream shop,

Where you first spoke those words to me:

"I like ice cream too" your voice,

A siren's song, so soft and low,

Awoke within me wild desires

That I could scarcely hope to show.

Those words, like honey on the breeze,

Stirred feelings I could not restrain

Yet still, my tongue remained frozen,

Bound by the shackles of my fear.

As I turned, dejected, to depart,

I glimpsed your form, radiant, on the hill

My spirits, once so sunk in gloom,

Were stirred anew by hope's bright thrill.

Your beauty, shining like a beacon,

Rekindled courage in my heart.

No longer cowed by doubts and fears,

I felt compelled to draw you near.

With steps renewed, I faced the hill,

My gaze transfixed upon your face

A silent call to cast aside

My hesitation, find my grace.

You glided down, grace incarnate,

Your smile, a radiant, life giving sight.

In that fleeting, transformative moment,

I knew I had to know you, body and soul.

Drawn by the magnetism of your presence,

I yearned to taste the sweetness of your being.

To feel the warmth of your spirit envelop me,

And now, four years since that fateful day,

Your radiant beacon still guides my way.

That initial spark has grown to a flame

That consumes my every waking thought.

You have become the lodestar that leads me.

This devotion, forged over countless days,

Has become the love that shapes my life.

In your embrace, I have found my true home.

A love that gives my existence its worth.

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I’m addicted, the lack of you makes it feels as if i’m going through withdrawal.

"i never craved attention until i tasted yours."

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Yes!

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nobody has yearned the way i yearn. like ever in the history of humanity i think

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“She’s like warm days, sunshine, honey and love.”

I thought of you today!!! remembering your warm embrace, yet cold to the touch. Though my energy echoed for detachment. I stayed, love made me. Now I stand alone, the thought of you aches my heart, like a guitarist pulling at its strings.