I know that
You don't understand
All the differences
We have at hand.
You say that
I'm engrossed
Trying to recover
What's not lost.
But can't you see
What we've come to?
We've fallen apart
After all that we've been through.
Nothing's fine,
Nothing's the same.
Don't you feel it too?
I don't think i'm insane.
It has to be real,
It has to be true.
We are drifting,
And there's not much we can do.
We could've been perfect,
We could've had the stars.
But if there's one thing that I know,
"Good things never last."A/N—my exams are about to end soon :D
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Poetry[highest ranked #60 in poetry] "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞." _____________________ A collection of poems, written by you...