Young love is something I'm sure I will someday grow to be thankful I had the chance to experience. But tonight, I just want it to be over. I want to grow up, and find a new heart. Stumble across the one for me by accident. Maybe bump into him in a book store, or a crowded coffee shop. I want to hear his stories about the memories he is currently out there in the world creating. I want to fall in love over a cup of coffee instead of a glass of whiskey, and I want that one to be forever.
I love with all my heart the damaged soul I fell for over a year ago. I always will. But my spirit is tired and my will is broke. Two broken kids do not equal a whole.
I wish the best for you Hon'. I want you to find the love of your life, marry her, and start a big family- everything you've always wanted. I hope she mends your soul in ways I never could. I wish happiness for you my love, and nothing less. I guess this is finally my goodbye.
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Call It What You Want [A Poetry Collection]
Poetry[PUBLISHED WORK AVAILABLE ON AMAZON] This is for the misfits. the heavy hearts. the broken minds and the lost souls. this is for the bruised lovers with tainted skin. the options left behind, not good enough to be put first. this is for the readers...
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