Want

A deep, penetrating, and sorrowful joy

A regretful exploration

Tantalizing, delicious, and exhilarating mistakes

A whim, an earthquake

A unending cerebral labyrinth

And a crippling realization

When I thought I was what you wanted

I thought I was what I wanted, too.

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