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I can't do this anymore

I can't sit silently

And tie my hair behind

Like you didn't just shatter me

I can't listen to music

And clean my room

Cause that's what I think

Will make me stop thinking

About you.

I can't pretend anymore

That I'm strong.

Cause I thought one month

Would be enough

To get over you,

To stop myself from

Constantly thinking about you.

But, days passed into weeks

And too many of those went by.

And, now it feels like

Two years will be too little

To get you off my mind.

Even though we were together 

Only for three months,

I still remember the day

I told you four seconds is

Too much without you.

So, as the fifth week goes by

And, you finally call me,

Just to break me the sixth time

When I hear her voice

And, not yours.



A/N.

Okay, okay, okay. AHHHHHHHHHHH.

The Grammy's are tonight or well, tomorrow. The point is, I'm freaking outttt!! I'm gonna be so pissed if BTS doesn't win one, oh my gosh. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. 

I don't know if I should be excited fr them or like scared shitless for their reaction. I'm going to be on cloud-9 for sure if they win, but lord knows what I'll do if they lose. 

Oh gosh, this is a teensy bit unhealthy, huh. 

Anyway, 8 more poems? I'm excited! Hopefully, I can put them all up before this Saturday, which is when my exams start. Pray for me. I'm gonna need it.

Much love, ana_banana2103

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