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So Many Words

by Meredith C Hartwell

You tell me I'm beautiful
when I'm not wearing makeup.
You say you like the way I move,
but you haven't seen me dance.
You're not jealous when others flirt;
you know what they see in me.
You like the sound of my voice through your car speakers,
though I've never sung for you.
You miss me.
You crave me.
You want me.
But you'll never say you love me.

Not in so many words.


11/21/2015

Author's Note: Work in progress.

Posted on 12/04/2015
Copyright © 2025 Meredith C Hartwell

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