I thought we'd have more time, more time where I could learn how many packets of sugar you like in your tea, more time to read you my favorite books and explain to you why I underline so much I mean for fucks sakes we weren't even halfway through my list, I thought we'd have more time to go on cheesy coffee dates even if you never liked the taste of coffee unless it was straight from my lips, more time I could of had the chance to pick you up and spin you around because I was always afraid I'd drop your ass, but I wish I wasn't so damn afraid , and god I thought we had more time to love each other but I guess we don't always get what we want as you used to say ( I don't know what you say anymore and I'm still curious if your logic has changed )
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teenage fools
PoetryI write poetry about life, death, love, hurt, depression, and basically everything.
