So, tell me why I must wait
Until a lover finds me.
Falling head over heals,
Falling to my death.
Everyone seems out love to
Repair themselves
Instead of healing their wounds.
Not everyone is here to find romance.
God gave us love as merely a bonus to living.
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Deep Down Depression
PoetryWe always said we would be together forever. We believed that nothing had the power to separate us. I think that's what made losing you so much worse.
