Maybe it was for the better. You wanted to push me away and I wouldn't give up on us. Oh how foolish I was to actually keep trying. You didn't want me, but that's okay. You taught me how to feel again. Although all I feel is pain and desolation, I can now feel something. You delayed my inevitable destruction and for that, I thank you.
(b.c)
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My Writings: A Work In Progress.
PoetryThis "story" is a compilation of all my writings so far. Basically it's a journal of my writings and such. I originally wrote these in a journal and transferred it to my laptop so I can reflect on how I was feeling, but someone encouraged me to shar...
