"Hold my hand," and don't let go.
You've left me before,
I know you'll do so again.
"Promise you'll call," and keep your promise.
You've ignored me before,
I know you'll do so again.
"Don't forget about me," and keep me dear to your heart.
You've joked about it before,
I know there's meaning behind it.
"Tell me you miss me," and mean it.
You let go,
this time for good.
"Tell me you still care," and show it.
You're ignoring me,
this time it's real.
"Tell me you remember me," and dream it.
Your jokes have changed,
this time to reality.
"Nena, where are you?" Where did we go?
For we both let this contract expire,
and I know it's time to move on.
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𝗣𝗼𝗲𝘁 𝗠𝗲 𝗔 𝗣𝗼𝗲𝗺
Poetrya collection of letters, poems, and short stories from deep within, a little addiction with it too; welcome to the emotions of the awkward teenage time we all once had.
