I hate the thought of you leaving me.
I hate it when it crosses my mind that someday, you'll get tired of me; of us.
So, If you ever decide on leaving me someday, please, no matter how painful your words will be, please say goodbye to me.
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The Poetic Side
PoetryThoughts of a Random, Twisted Mind, translated into Poems. The Poetic Side of an Emo. Lol