I wanna
Stop
With all this thinking
Thinking bout your
Eyes
It makes me want to want you
It makes me want to cry
So please just
Make me stop this
This thing with holding on
Holding on to something
That clearly has long gone
So baby please
Just tell me
Tell me to make it stop
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I must let go and move on or else I will hurt .
-A
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Rainy Days
Poetry// Komorebi // (n) sunlight that filters through the leaves of trees in a forest
