When I love, I love deep. I am the worst, the clingy, needy type.
It's because I'm used to grasping.
Holding on
accepting what I can get.
Just once I want a love that is mine. One that I wont have to hold on to.
One that will cling and shimmer and drape around me like shawl......
Something to keep me warm
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