Fevered Mind

A poem by Sydney Stone. I do not own the image.

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Sometimes it hurts me,

Sometimes it doesn’t,

Sometimes I miss you,

Making me jealous,

Sometimes I see you,

Out on your dates,

Making me yearn for,

Just one little taste,

Of the sweet nectar,

That was your embrace,

Even if after,

It left bitterest taste.

Please tell me you love me,

Whisper my name,

Before you I was nothing,

After, I just haven’t been the same.