rather confusing and contradicting.
my mind is narrowing the picture of him.
getting rid of it, is only a way of procrastinating.
after all i still constantly check my phone for a message from him.
which i know wouldn't arrive.
because the message is never sent.
i don't want to be a girl who is naive.
but who am i to judge over my ownself.
-gc
[internally picking up myself]
written in august 14th, 2017
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august.
Poetry4 weeks, equal 31 days, equal 744 hours, equal 44,640 minutes, equal 2,678,400 seconds, equal 1 month. aloha, august ----- i write one poetry everyday until the end of august :) lowercase intended! ;) copyright @ghxxna cover by @ghxxna
