stale

settling for less is easy.
you were less.
sitting in the void inside me,
I was born with emptiness
and people rustling in my ears,
‘you shouldn’t be like this.’
but I am.
pulling from your leftovers,
your stale love.
secondhand love.
I deserved more.

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