We might have missed some signs somewhere.
But maybe we could say things.
Things we always needed to say.
How did we even get here?
You screaming at me,
On the brink of tears.
But I take the things you say,
And wish I could just tell you,
That I need you right now,
And I don't trust myself alone.
I beg my heart,
To tell my head,
To tell my mouth,
To tell you,
That I can't do it without you.
And that if you have to leave,
You should know,
I fell in love with you,
And...
That empty space in my heart,
It was for you.
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The Damning Of My Poet Soul
PoetryAnd all it took was one neat paragraph in pen. Enjoy some small teen me starting from like 2016 to like idk late 2018 I think early2019 I'm doing some rereading and retitling cuz numbers idk Thank you readers for over 4k reads. like is it good tho...
