"It isn't until we are falling, I think, that we realize just how high we once were."
a poetry collection reflecting on the fall, written while falling.
completed
I laughed when you brought it up and promised I'd never write poetry about you.
You continue to know me better than I know myself
Author's Note
Fun fact: this poem almost didn't make it. It was in the delete bin but a few weeks ago I went back and re-wrote it. Now, it's here.
Today's dedication goes to pillow_secrets9 because if I'm not mistaken, she was the first person to vote on my last poem. Now that's dedication. Thank you so much for your support! I see you! Remember if you vote and comment the next dedication could be you!
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