I never wanted to give up again, I never complained of waiting three to five hours, in fact, I wouldn't denied that I overthinked it all- but could you blame me when I know, myself, that I'm scarred? At first, I thought it was because you felt bad or guilty, but it wasn't that and I'm glad. You didn't need to feel guilty because of me- I'm glad that wasn't the reason, you're happier and that makes me happy. If you're happier with her, then clearly, I'm happier; because you are.
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Eunoia • Book One
Poesicurrently - completed. ❝ 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒔 ❞ Book One of Eunoia (Beautiful Thinking). A book with words dipped in emotions of a young soul. A book of different genres of poems and so on, but it's also just an...
