is a four letter word.

I’d rather hurt than feel nothing at all…

We want, we crave, we ache, we need.

The seconds tick by. Minutes. Hours. Days. Weeks. Months. Years.

Still she needs him.

A dark-haired boy with blue eyes once made her feel special,

a sandy-haired surfer showed her how to have fun,

a stuffy businessman taught her how to glide into a room like a star,

and all the while he watched, unseen, from her heart.

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Only he sparked her skin.

Made her groan, and cry, and fly…

I’d rather hurt than feel nothing at all…

There is nothing so constant as change,

except how she feels about him.

Infinite, eternal, incomprehensible.