It makes me think,
that the memories we had are fabricated.
The memories we had,
are just a product of adoration.
It makes me think,
that we weren't close.
The closeness I felt,
is just a product of admiration.
It makes me think,
that you didn't like me.
The good things you did to me,
are just a product of idolatry.
It makes me think,
that we never talked to each other.
The times that we were together,
are just a product of being madly in love with you.
-Yuchae
January 2, 2017
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Poetically Expressed (2017-2018) - Poetry Book
PoetryPoems that I wrote in 2017-2018. Some of the poems aren't true and I didn't experience (Especially the romantic ones). Several of them are just the result of my wide imagination (This is what you get when you are a daydreamer and a nightthinker) and...
