a want

A want so urgent it unleashes waves of stabbing pain.

A want that started as a casual laughter, a sparkle caught in the stars.

A want so bold they thought it was a need, begging to stay and keep them company.

A want that kills, because there is nothing else I can do to alleviate the ache.

A want that ends here, on my lips, where your words were.


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