I know he is not what I need.
He is not what I should crave.
He is not who I should be chasing.
He is not meant for me.
Yet, he is.
He is the one I had fallen for.
He is the one I want.
And Dammit is that not enough?
-Zee
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PoetryGetting to know her. Others. Love. Hate. Promises and heartbreak Sometimes writing poetry helps with emotions. Sometimes it just adds gasoline to the fire. In the end, it's worth it. Always.
