Listening to your song
trying so hard
not to sing along
Trying not to tear up
You leaving me
has me taring up
My friends think of you and glower
They tell me to hate you but
I just remembered you called me your flower
I wanna run my hands through your hair
This life you make me lead
It is so unfair
Even if I cant call you mine
Just met my eyes one last time
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(Come at me Shakespeare)
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What Even Is Love; My Collection Of Poetic Things
ПоезіяThe only reason I put this out here was because I couldnt share it with anyone in my life without upsetting them, so here we are... And I use this space as a sorta diary to sort my thought out so sometimes itll come off as greedy or ungrateful or je...
