i could almost feel what was once there
i don't think about you unless you pop up somewhere
infatuated by others, they'll never be as good as you
when i need you close, i always refuse
retreating from my feelings at 2am...
i begin to understand that fantasy's are meant for heart breaks
and reality is somehow a safe place to land
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PoezjaHi, my name is Bree and this is my first project I worked on for some months with the help of my lovely therapist. A collection of 1am poems written during a time where everything felt suffocating and unbearable. Creating this was tough, but I knew...
