The Essence Of Who I Am

You are in my coffee cup that burns my fingers

A sharp pain in the back of my mind that likes to linger 

You are in my favorite song that i play just a little too loud

Until i can hear the lyrics ringing in my ears so i can sing aloud 

You are the sticker that has found its way into my softest blanket 

And i pick at it until i unravel it’s very connective tissue 

And i hate you like i hate my favourite food

Because the more i have, the less i want you

I want you 

The less i want you  

M.A.P

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