I saw a trace of you
where previously none had been.
Quick searches of you online
because
I miss my closest friend.
I distance myself from your memories,
so that I may walk away,
but I often dance between hating you
and
wanting you to be o.k.
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22 & Learning Poetry Collection: Curiously Beautiful
PoetryBeing vulnerable is one of the scariest things any human being can do; to unfasten the armor reinforced by a lifetime of difficult lessons, strip down to nothing but the fine curves of one's existence, and bare the scars of the soul in the sincerity...
