The next thing Yknow we're back to strangers
And years down the line you'll show up in a dream
stirring up all the old feelings that I left unresolved
And my heart getting a bittersweet longing for the closure we both never received.
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Being Fragile
PoetryI wonder do these waves ever bombard you the same way they do to me So sudden and unexpected So bittersweet; Forceful and reckless Spoiling the peacefulness of this lazy river Giving me a pain in my chest Drowning in the "what if's"and "if I had...
