Our own way of thinking is beyond the comprehension of those around us.
We may have the same opinions in certain aspects but truly deep down our morals , our truth, our beliefs can be the down fall of one single connection that was spun delicately through time.
That time spent intertwined in the most brightest of days , most rainiest, can be found in the depths of one's memories hidden from themselves and one day it will just be lost... by wanting to forget by needing to. The hurt is/was too great to not want to.
There's no one to blame, no one to hold accountable that is solely the way of life.
We all have different thoughts and that alone can be the most destructive.
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Poems?Short Writings?
PoetrySome of my personal feeling and thoughts. I have no idea what to describe all of this as. But I like to write. I will be writing more just little by little about different things. (But it seems like I only seem to write about one thing...) Relatabl...
