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Meager Solace

Frustration, disappointment reign.
Too keen, not keen enough, settling for the kisses that don’t thrill.
The kisses that only offer the comfort of not being alone. Boring kisses.
Men who are more like boys, men who make me feel crazy-bad.
Rejection comes in the form of silence, ignoring.
This is the harshest form – deemed a person not even worth the decency of reason or truth.
Boring kisses are still kisses that offer the solace of not being alone.
A scrap of comfort, a whisper of emotion.
Frustration stems from kisses that don’t sparkle, from hundreds of nights alone.
Disappointment seeps in from never being enough.
For settling for kisses that are available but not particularly wanted.

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