We're not close enough,
And I known it's gonna be tough.
I want you to be my friend,
But my fear and anxiety seem to blend.
I know there's a right time for everything,
Like you and me is worth living.
I hope I'm not dreaming,
But for real and not just for fantasizing.
Together me and you,
I hope it will come true.
But here in my death bed,
Sadly, this is how our story ends.
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Skeletons In Her Closet
RandomWelcome to her closet! Here lies all her skeletons. Sketelons that were supposed to be 6 ft. under. #1 in Englishpoems 06/21/2021 #1 in Escapist 11/21/2021 ✿
