Sunglasses

Hands were made
with gaps between the fingers
so they can entwine
embraces the same way
hollow spaces waiting

Too long
spaces become voids
similar but emptier
till we are hollow
translucent
falling in love like an accident

We fall in a need to be filled
a hole
a place holder

Still as incomplete
we are cheap
superficial
a mess of hearts
broken on what never was

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