can’t let him know| february

I can’t let him know
how I miss him
and how my heart aches
at the thought of him.
I can’t let him know
that my hands are
missing his curly locks
and my back craves
his touch
I can’t let him know
how my nose misses
the crock of his neck
and how is scent
is endlessly comforting
to me.
If I fail,
and make him aware
that my body aches for his,
then he’ll leave me,
in a blink.

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