I was
An emotional disaster.
I thought
I had all my feelings mastered.
It took a while to get better.
I spent a long time
Trying to find out why.
And now I see.
That it was meant to go down.
Regardless of any biases any of us could've had.
But everything is okay.
Now we're in a good place.
I'm in a
Good place.
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February Ashes
Poetry❝From an everlasting flame, to a pile of ashes in the forest❞ A bunch of poems about how he met, fell in love with, desired, missed, broke, was broken by, hated, lost and got over the deepest love he ever felt. most impressive rank: #1 in poems.
