i am a sunflower.
i turn my face toward the sun
and relish
in your infectious warmth.
but you rise and fall
toward the horizon,
and soon,
you are gone.
you try to use the moon
to reflect your love,
but i am still cold
without your presence.
i am happy in the day,
and i thrive off of your energy.
but sunlight is inconsistent,
and so are my emotions.
please stop leaving me
alone with my thoughts.
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penny for your thoughts
Poetryit's hard to explain the incomprehensible and overwhelming emotion, and lack of emotion, that I've been bearing for so long on my own. you can't fathom the inability to move, speak, eat, think, or even see clearly in this time of irregularity. all I...
