Heather Hooper
Conflicted
I see your face when I close my eyes.
I hear you call my name in the whimpering wind.
In the moon, I know you love me.
Yet in the sun, I see my faults.
I can't seem to hate you, but I cease to love you anymore.
I can't choose for you, yet I wish I could.
Go away, but don't leave me.
When I turn away, you don't see my tears.
But I smile when I see your face.
I just can't do this anymore.
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