I'll admit
I need your sympathy
I need your hand
to wipe these tears,
I need your voice
to reassure me,
I need your eyes
to witness my pain,
I need your ears
so that I can tell you how this feels.
I need your heart
to remember how my head feels,
buried into your chest.
I need your arms
to shield me
from betrayals.
I need you
as my second half,
to replace the bits of me
that have been so brutally destroyed.
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