i can't do this anymore.
this back and forth banter of
leaving, and coming back.
i can't live like this.
i miss you more than i ever
thought was possible.
i don't wanna move on
without you. please i beg on
my knees, im not me.
come back,
and fucking stay, please.
for my heart is yours.
and it never will be anyone else's.
I'm weak.
is that what you want?
-zmh
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the ruins of me
Poetryi love you; said me every time foolishly. if you see any grammer mistakes, please do not hesitate to contact me politely about them! also credit to whoever may have taken the picture of the flowers for my cover, I did edit it a bit but other than...
