'How did we get here? ' he asked
'I don't know but if I could go back' she answered
'I wouldn't have started out slow' he said just as she said 'would definitely have resisted harder' Ouch 'but here we are and it's back to hey stranger' he breathed out into the darkness she sat there watching his silhouette they didn't know each other no more people change feelings come and go but this this happened to fast they knew it was headed for ruins now there's no broken one silent tears poured out of him and she she had been broken over and over she was numb to the pain they met strangers and departed strangers even after 140 days
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PoetryIt's basically poems and different scenes my mind conjures that should be part of a book but it's not cause they're completely random
