Third of April
Here we go again reminiscing—
rereading the same chapter;
the same lines that he is in
that I once thought of forever
Here we go again remembering— singing the same old songs;
lost on their perfect rhythm
and in verses, completely gone
Here we go again missing—
the person we met at 11:58
who'd never be ours again
and the one we couldn't forget
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Poetry"You're making it hard for me to stay and my heart is making it hard for me to leave." -Eos Pleuvoir Cover Made From Canva
