Empty

by Brittany Watson

Empty.
A husk.
A shell.
Your love makes me empty.
Because it comes
at a cost.
And the cost
has always been me.
Settling
is not love.
So, if I am left empty—
is it even
love?
...or just conditioning.

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Brittany Watson is an emerging fantasy writer based in Texas whose work explores identity, emotional duality, and the quiet cost of survival. Her poetry captures moments of reflection, unraveling, and becoming.