Unless you love me
I make myself at home
in this spot on the floor.
I get real comfortable
and plan to stay awhile
unless you love me.
My cheek to the cold tile,
salt from my dried tears.
Knees curled into my chest
and they will stay there
unless you want me.
Vulnerable from all sides,
open to injury.
Oblivious to any pain
that be my fate
unless you need me.
I lay here
waiting to perish
and fade from history
hoping to hear those words
carried by your voice
to my ears.
I will stay here in my spot
until the end of me
unless you love me.
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