i told myself that i'll never have those type of feelings towards anyone, and if i did, they wouldn't get that strong.
but something about him made me think differently like it was okay.
it was okay to talk to him
it was okay to feel that way towards him
it was okay to fall completely and utterly in love with him,
but he fell in love with someone else
and here i am thinking about the lyrics in those sappy break-up songs thinking to myself "how did i end up here? how did i let it become okay?"
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romantic poetry
Poetrynot really about romantic poetry, just shitty poems from a shitty poet.
