sans titre2

It’s like how I
can never get rid of
my old duvet,
even on very hot nights.
It’s almost like
without my duvet,
I’d be trapped in one of my nightmares.

I’m like that
with you.

I’m not supposed to need
you all the time,
but you see darling,
I do.
And I honestly do not know
what might happen
if you pull out,
or decide you’ve had enough
of me.

Maybe, just maybe,
I do not want to know
and never want to.

g.o.  le 5e novembre

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