Shelby Benedetti Poems

Love is complicated.
Or so they say.
I say it's simple...
But who am I?
...

We were the perfect storm,
So naturally, people ask
What happened?
And I tell them,
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Time,
Running slowly.
So expendable,
Yet so precious,
...

I can't sleep.
You're always on my mind.
You lurk in my dreams,
And you're the center of my nightmares.
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Sixteen years,
One moon.
All her fears
Have fully bloomed.
...