He had taken what he could from her
But he didn't get what he wanted
A little good morning kiss on the cheek
A note telling him to take care
Long, langurous cuddles on lazy days
A rainy day spent with a mug of coffee
Confidences, whispered into ears
A lingering hug of goodbye
Giving these little signs of affection
Was how she collected
The pieces of her shattered soul
Asserted some modicum of control
Was proud of having reserved
At least some things she could give
Of her own free will
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