Don’t touch me,
If you do not want to.
I am more than
My love for you.
It may be full,
It can be blind,
It is what elsewhere
You will never find!
I am beautiful
And I am kind;
I have a heart;
I have a mind;
I am my body
And though it wants you –
Do not touch me,
If you do not want to.
…keep thinking of you…
I don’t regret that you have left.
It’s just the way you did.
It’s not that I am bereft.
It’s not that I didn’t try.
It’s just that I was dying
And you, actually, did die.
I lose a part of me,
When someone I love leaves –
It does not matter
Who controls whom or who deceives.
I lose a part of me,
For it feels like I am broken inside –
I feel no shame to say so,
For I am not the one to run and hide.
My loss becomes public:
Everyone can see this heart on my sleeve –
And though I lose parts of me,
I’m never the one who chooses to leave.
Hearts Still Care 
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