Recalling our past seems like a dream
After tears fell like a mighty stream
This summer of regret is a summer to forget
Once you and I were no longer a team.
We bicker and fight in hopes of making things right
Just to end up crying ourselves to sleep at night
But the more we try, the harder we cry
And the less likely it is that our future is bright.
Throughout this battle, a person has died
My heart was broken and my hopes were fried
The brand new me wasn't who I wanted to be
But I couldn't go back, no matter how hard I tried.
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Hello everyone, I apologize for the long wait. I haven't updated this book in quite some time. I've had a lot going on lately.
You should probably be able to guess who this is about by now.
I might update this book again within the next day or two.
Thank you all for your support and feedback. Your support motivates me to keep on writing poetry.
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