I just want to be able to look at your picture and tell myself, without any hesitation, that i don't want you anymore. But i do. I do still want you, so much that it fucking hurts and i just don't know anymore.
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Poems 'cause why not?
PoetryThese poems are supposed to be completely personal for only me and some for her, but why not share it? Surely, in some dimension, we all know how it feels to get our feelings toyed with, be strung along, be in pain, be happy at times too so... Here...
