IV
❝ I know I was the one that chose to stay,
But sometimes I miss you so much that my heart aches.
All I want to do is lay down in my bed and cry the memory of you out.
Because I think to myself,
Why would I stay and wait.
Wait for someone that never made me feel wanted anyway?
For I, I am just a forceful downpour
And who could love such.
Especially her. ❞
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A Zenith Below My Peak (✓)
PoetryCover credit to @MoranaGlinka ❝ Here forth a compendium of anthology. A miscellany of words brought together to form one. A cliche love romance and all of its downfalls. ❞
