Empty Love

It's the absence of warmth.
The familiarity of a hand upon your shoulder.
It's departure leaving all but an imprint.
A cool breeze licks your bare skin.
You are a flame in space.
A primary colour.
A forgotten epiphany.
A magnet with no pole.
A flower struggling to kiss the sun.
You love him.
But he will never love you.


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