"I want this to go on forever. I'll never want it to end."
became
"Maybe someday we can give it another try. I do miss what we had back then."
became
"Accept that we're not a thing anymore and we never will be again. But I'm still your friend."
became a stifling silence.
Never and forever, always changing like the weather.
The evolution of an ambition.
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Tap Dancing on the Moon
PoetryAn anthology of poems written during the first half of 2022
