Wither

When you are with her you wither. Your back bends to her pain. You become a fraction of yourself. You know it’s wrong but your heart tells you this is what love feels like. Oh but beloved don’t you know the heart is deceitful thing and should not be trusted?

When you are with yourself you are tall. You are strong. You see yourself clearly. In your eyes there is glitter and there is spirit so raw and so pure like honey.

When you are with her you shrink, you become sour, you wither.

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