time will come
we'll take different ways
we'll miss each other
remembering the old days
let's make a pinky promise
before emptying this room
promise me to never forget
& for you to come back home
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The Things We Don't Talk About | Poetry
Poetry❝We need to talk,❞ I said over the phone, hoping for the best. He agreed to meet me to the only place we call home. But he never came that day, sadly, he left me for good. These are the things that we don't talk about, which ended our journey. (feat...
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time will come
we'll take different ways
we'll miss each other
remembering the old days
let's make a pinky promise
before emptying this room
promise me to never forget
& for you to come back home
