Sometimes (Poem)

Sometimes I believe I can’t live without your love but I then wake up in the Morning.

Sometimes I believe I can’t sleep at night but the only time you don’t make my tear ducts fight is in my dreams.

Sometimes I believe I’m hungry but then I remember your the best cook I know and then I call it a fast.

Sometimes people ask me why I’m so strong and all I can think of is your punching bag because.. the leather came from off my back.

 -Shadel

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