Alchemy, Poetry, Psychology, Writing

Love Crimes

I remove myself from your mind, your heart, your bones, your cells, so no trace of me remains when the doubt sets in, nothing to hold on to when the emptiness takes over.

I deny you the ghost of me.

And this I do out of love.

As denying love has consequences.

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