is the familiar empty spot in my bed.
walks so confidently, disguised as a man.
weighs down my eager-to-love heart.
shows me that love costs a price.
feels like a drill to the chest.
has tried to make me give up.
cannot convince me love is not real.
is the first step in healing.
has made me stronger.
Copyright © Allana Dold | Year Posted 2018
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