I'm wasting my time for someone who doesn't deserve a second of it. But damn, I would stop time for him.
I'm destroying myself for a peace of mind I never got.
I'm loving him with all of me when he doesn't desire any part of it.
And most of all, I'm giving him the world when he doesn't even deserve a rock from the ground.
I continue to play the piano, all because it was his favorite instrument. I always find myself looking at the clock waiting for him to come back to me. Maybe the clocks are broken.
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Let Me Go
Poetry"Maybe this is what we've needed all along. Distance from everything else, and closeness to eachother."
