Your Love
I loved you like breathing,
Taking all of you in, giving you so much more than I could.
But your love was like a thought,
Occurring only when it should.
You never wrote me,
Except for when you made me “hear” the cologne you bought.
Like that birthday letter,
When you HAD to show, you put a though.
Copyright © Liliana Woods | Year Posted 2024
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