When I loved you most and was so sure about you, you mastered the word goodbye. You left me, the kind of leaving which I did most of the walking for.
You broke me and reminded me that most of us stayed for people whom we called our home and were just going to leave us.
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He Is Not Like Others
PoetryYou're both that star you are sending your wishes to and the miracle you are waiting for. A collection of free verse poems and proses under the name of Wish (@WishWrites). S T A T U S {COMPLETED} # 1st in analogies [070620] # 2nd in proses [070720...
