I know you're all mine, yet I don't want you.

Woman sitting alone on the beach wrapped in a blanket
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You come when I least expect you.

You overstay your welcome then slip away unnoticed.

You feel like a comfort and a curse.

I seek you out, yet I hide from you.

I know you’re all mine, yet I don’t want you.

I need you with me, yet I fear you.

Grief …

Please soothe me, please let me be.

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