Who Could Love Me?
sleepless writing
I ask who could love me as you stroke my skin like it is your first time feeling warmth. You tell me “how can someone not love you with the sparkle in your eye and the twinkle in your smile-” or was it the twinkle in my eye and the sparkle in my smile? You told me you love me but only could tell me about my appearance. That is not loving me but how my DNA intertwined. I did not want you to answer. I just wanted you to stroke and skin and listen.
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Constructive criticism is appreciated. If I made any grammatical errors please tell me, I was too lazy to actually read it after I wrote it.