I wonder if it ever hurts you
to think back about us, and all our memories,
all the fun we had by ourselves and with everyone,
and the arguments and moments of frustration.
I even wonder if you ever think about it anymore,
was it so worthless to you that you just moved on
or do you sometimes think about the past and even me.
because I do.
and it hurts.
yet I still do it.
and I don't know why.
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Love Poems || FINISHED
Poetryjust poems about not only the sweet and alluring side of love but also the pain it can bring, the hardships, jealousy, and mania. just reeeead you hopeless romantics and faded lovers
