It's funny how the butterflies warned me about you.
It's funny how my friends warned me about the distraction you'll bring in my life.
It's funny how I knew, you were a distraction to me too.
But I still loved you with all of my heart.
And to be honest I loved this distraction and I loved you.
However,
I wish I listened to the warning signs.
I wish I listened to those who knew me instead of those who saw me.
I wish I loved myself more than I ever loved you.
I wish you understood me instead of just being with me.
I wished many things but it seems like I was the only one who kept wishing till you stopped me.
And then we became strangers again.
And now, someone is wishing for you.
And I hope you the best.
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Dear memories,
PoetryThe poet in me, wrote the pain inside me. A collection of poems and poetry of mine. This book solely belongs to me. I will not tolerate someone copying it. All rights reserved to the author. Do not copy my work. Copyright ©2024
