Presents.A Poem by Lilaa
Thank you, but please take back
the heavy scent of cologne you brushed between my bed sheets, impregnating it's worth and value. Please take back the books, the post cards, the expensive jewelry and the hand written love letter you gave to me that made your eyes open up so wide I could see the whole universe. Ungracious of me to say it, but the gifts that were given, were just a disturbance, each gift held a lie. Ungracious of me to say it, but wherever I move in this room, it is not the gifts I see but your absence that accumulates them like tiny dust particles. Forgive me, your intentions were beyond great, but I don't need them as presents.
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