Dot.

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These all came from a measly dot

that quickly escalated into a hysterical mess

of words and phrases that I cannot even connect

no matter how hard I try to make sense of it.

 

These all came from a lovely dot

that swoons, expanding gradually into fanatical and hopeless whims

which are never heard and received by the one

who never left, but ran away after all of these ended.

 

These all came from a hopeless dot

that never knew that this would even grow

because it’s always there and patiently waits

but she rarely even say what she should.

 

These all came from a wasted dot

that is so frustrated about what she has to deal with

that she can’t even figure out if there is a right time

or right place to do what she must.

 

These all came from a romantic dot

who almost didn’t make this long

because she’s too busy with constant fantasies and obsessions

instead of a dauntless confession.

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