Difficult

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A Love

Always hard,
Some things to say.
Never easy,
Feeling this way.

Always worrying,
Your reaction.
All these words,
Explain a fraction.

Always agonising,
The moment after.
Always fearing,
All your laughter.

Always wishing,
That you’ll hold me.
Never knowing,
Plans are absentee.

Always mysterious,
Inside your head.
But all these things,
Remain unsaid.

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