I do not know where you rest within my heart, though my mind has traced your name in ink that will not fade. I chose you in quiet thought, yet my pulse stays AMBIVALENT, folded gently in the hush of its own doubts.
There is a trembling soul Resting behind this fragile smile. A thousand thoughts keep racing While my lips say, “I’m fine.” I pass others Carrying the same silent smile - Perhaps not so different from me. And somehow, It feels safer this way.
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