Knots


I feel so nervous when I know she won’t love me

She won’t ask how my day was

She won’t care

I’m just some small comfort from the darkness in her own heart

But I can’t deny her

I still want her touch

I want to feel her warmth

Even though I know these butterflies won’t leave when she does

She’s not for me

She’ll never be

But I can’t stop the knots

Knots don’t give a fuck about logic


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