I am embarrassed by my love for you
Trying to hide it from everyone and everything
I try to replace my desire for you with a desire for a million dollars
I make a few hundred thousand
and return to you
Which hole in me do you fill so well?
That my being feels so empty without your thought
I see a different me in your presence
someone who feels like she is really is me
I understood who I really was
How full of love
How futile is this love?
A love that has no future
or Present
but that which just lives in the memories of that one day
and one night
A night and day which never can repeat itself
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