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Prose

Nothing but myself

Srushti chawhan

I stand before you with empty hands, love for right now I am
nothing and I have nothing
I have nothing to offer you-nothing but myself.
But when you return home, worn and defeated by the battles of
the day, you'll have these arms to hold you as you crumble, offering
you the strength to keep going.
And when tears fill your eyes, you'll have these hands to gently
wipe them away.
And when the nights feel long and lonely, you'll have this body to
wrap around you, making you feel warm.
And when you finally reach the goals you've worked so tirelessly
for, you'll have these lips to kiss in celebration.
But more than anything, you'll have a piece of me with you,
wherever you go. A small, constant reminder that you have
someone waiting for you at home
It may not be much, but it's all I have, and it's all yours if you want.

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