High isn't enough I guess,
For me to forget you.
I often wonder as I sit by this window,
Will you think about me as I do?
And sometimes I even wonder what these thoughts could give me back.
Like in return for all those memories I invested in you.
I wonder if it really matters to you anymore.
As I wish to say to you, Don't forget me.
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There Was A Feeling
PoetryWhile so many things could've changed, I wanted to decide I'll always be the same. But why is it so difficult? ------- This book is the poetry book with poetries highlighting topics anxiety, depression, self-doubt, heartbreak and many more such fee...
