Every now and then I think... I think about how you made me smile and how we spent time together and how love was running out while we were trying to hold on. After a while you noticed and began to run just like our love but I stayed and held on for a bit more. I told myself I was still in love but I soon realized that I didn't love you I simply loved the feeling.
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Letters To You
PoetryThe words that are never spoken are usually the words that need to be said
