Endings
37. Someday, Somehow
I loved you.
You loved me.
But our love story had to end.
Someday.
Somehow.
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Ethereal
PoetryHis ethereal soul Creeping its way into my hellhole If only I could stop him If only I could forget him But his ethereal soul Is what makes me whole. **** Third poetry book everyone! Ethereal-A book written in the memory of lost love. **** 🌟 Second...
Endings
Endings
37. Someday, Somehow
I loved you.
You loved me.
But our love story had to end.
Someday.
Somehow.
