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I'm happy.
Contented with the way the sun kissed my forehead in the morning.
Warmed as my fingers curls around my coffee cup.
I am happy.
Believe me.
But...
Do you think I don't imagine coming home to smiles and open arms to wrap me?
I do.
Do you think I don't wish to compare the sunset and stars with someone's eyes?
I do.
Do you think I don't want another's warmth to envelope me on a Sunday morning?
I do.
You just don't know.
Cause I'm happy.
And you believe that.
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Part of the Poetry collection
Published on September 27, 2021
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