I ask myself, why me?
Why is it you?
Why did you choose me?
Why did I choose you?
Why must we meet now?
Why do we live in two separate worlds?
Why are we so young?
Why did this difficult life choose us?
Why?
Because I love you
Because fate.
We cannot undo the cards that have been written.
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Roses and Thorns
PoetryAn assortment of poems about love, heartache, and finding your way back. (Still a work in progress) -Would adore any feedback
