10.14.2016

Unsaid

Such a soft touch
Can hurt so bad
(So good)
Burn me as it goes

Something gentle
Can be the worst
(The best)
Feeling so foreign

Harsh words
Are so easily ignored
(Never forgotten)
Commonplace

Small gestures
Are a constant joy
(Unsettling)
Little surprises

Honest praise
Is always expected
(Not once)
Looked for


Attention on me
I can miss seeing
(Steals my breath)
No matter the reason

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