Still

Could have sworn
that I gave up
enough time
for a better feeling
or an easier end,
but I don’t swear
anymore.
No.
Not when it comes to you.

Still,
I shiver
from every word
you speak.
It feels so good,
even when it’s
a charade
from the truth.

Now I wonder
if you think of me.
Think about my mouth
finding countless ways
to show you love.
Or if I am just a clutter
of bad memories
that you can’t seem
to get straight.

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