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Poetry

I hate you. I hate me. I like the color Blue, the stars, the moon , and even you. |thoughts & feelings about heartbreaks|

lost

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by punkhearts

by punkhearts

you were lost.

lost for words.

you were asking me for directions.

to a place I didn't know.

stuttering words. clumsy. nervous. flustered. You.

uh um uh.. yeah

mixed emotions. confused. waiting. Me.

okay. alright. oh. sure.

and maybe it will always be that way for us.