Not sure If I mentioned this here before, but I’m making a poetry collection. Once I’m finally done with it I will post the whole thing here, but for now, I’ll post snippets here. Obviously, it’s about one special person. Who knows what they’re doing right now, I’d love it if they were thinking of me, but odds are I’m the farthest thing from their mind. Or maybe they’re just really good at hiding what they’re going through. Who knows anymore, she’s probably just as confused as I am.

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Do you regret 

Etching our names in sands 

For forever 

I don’t 

I meant it 

The inner depths 

Of my souls 

Still my believes it