"How it used to be"
Deja vu is coming back to me.
Memories of how it used to be.
Hugs, laughs. That used to be past.
Laying in the grass. It's all coming back.
Friendship rerolling, tapes replaying.
Ignoring what the voices in my head are saying.
I'm scared that history will repeat.
I'm scared it'll go back to how it used to be.
"Friends?"
Pinch myself, but I know I'm awake.
Brace myself for another heartbreak.
The shivers on my spine, I simply can't shake.
Is this real life, or is it all fake?
"It All Worked Out"
It all worked out,
In the blink of an eye.
It all worked out,
And I want to cry.
It's a happy ending,
It feels like a dream.
It's a happy ending,
And I want to scream.
Author's Note:
These are poems I wrote during the resolution of a hard time in my life...
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