But I Can’t

I wish I could be more than the girl
who only meets you when it rains
because solitude is too unbearable.
I wish I could see you
under the warm sunlight,
without having the urge to
burn myself to the ground,
to open the door
and let you in,
like you deserve.

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But I Can’t

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