Maybe I'm setting myself up
for another crash and burn,
maybe it's all going to end
when it's just getting good,
maybe it'll end and I'll be
worse off than before-
But I've learned that happiness is fleeting,
and meeting someone with so many similarities is hard.
I'll be damned if I can't enjoy it while it lasts.
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Thoughts and Things
PoésieA thing. A thing in which I write some poetry. I've never really written much poetry, so... yeah. Exciting. It can get spooky sometimes. (By spooky, I mean that it can get dark. Trigger warning in advance, just in case.) Tread lightly. I'm obviously...
