He was like...

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I've gotten into writing poems!!
Here's one that I've written >>>

He was like a summers breeze,
There... but not...
Gently caressing the side of your face,
But with a sharp coolness at the touch.
He was like soft silk lace,
With holes big enough for memories to fall through.
Do you still remember our first conversation?
The way it felt?
Like the weight of the world disappeared in those moments.
I know you remember our last conversation.
What did it feel like to you?
Did your heartbreak to say those words?
Or did you stand there, unfeeling, as you watched me fall apart.

He was like a frozen lake,
Solid... not breaking...
No matter how hard you try, the ice does not break.
But there is no spring that follows,
The lake is always frozen.
I did not see it at first,
But in the end, I played your stupid games.
You tried to fool me,
But I turned it back on you.
When you said those words they still hurt,
Even though I knew they were coming,
Because I love you,
Even after the shit you put me through.

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Thanks for reading!

Love, Amelia <3

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