When I think of you, I think of nothing else.
5 Years has passed and that has not changed.
Your heart can be broken, but can also be mended
Love is never simple,
Love is neither black nor white.
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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
