It would seem that the proposition of eventually finding a partner has become exceedingly harder after the pandemic ends. If the pandemic ends. As if it wasn't hard enough previously. I don't know how I can look at a man the same after finding out not only was he reckless with his own life but gave no regard for anyone else.
How can I love someone knowing they were potentially the cause of someone's death?
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Blue Eyes and Other Sources of Drowning
PoetryFor the boy with blue eyes. For the love and friendship I grieved, and many other things. Started: 11/20/20 Finished: 8/8/22 My 8th poetry book.
