Loving touches, warm embraces
Fluttering stomachs, fleeting moments.
Are those the indications of love?
If so, I do not love you.
You give me chest pains and heartaches.
Your words slice within and scald me.
And yet, I can't get enough of you.
I must be addicted to you.
We speak in coded languages,
Snide remarks and sarcastic bouts.
And yet, I could not live a day
Without your voice ringing in my ears.
What have you done to me?
Bewitched me of some sort?
Tell me how you've done it!
For my heart is now eternally yours.
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