why?
why do we run after the people that hurt us
why do we keep loving them infinitely
why is it that after everything a person goes through when moving on, the pain, the heartache, the trauma, the tears, all of it they still want that love, care, and moments back
why can't we let go of the memories
why do we keep taking them back, over and over again
it hurts like hell, and every glimpse of moving on, a pop up text saying "I miss you"
all the memories, the time you took for growth and self improvement, all the progress you made, down in vain with that reply of "I miss you too"
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epiphanies through time
Puisipoetry comes either from the peak of happiness or the dark depths of sorrow this is going to be a series of personal notes, slight poetry, a ranting person, overflowing with mental health issues, dealing with pain, and growing into a better person...
