Getting your hopes up hurts especially when you don't know what's coming.
You weren't looking for anything when you found them. Yet they had seemed to change your mind.
Now all you want to do is talk to them, spend time with them.
You hopped on a bullet train and the speed makes you queasy.
Everything seems so fast and you wonder when it will start to slow down.
You get used to the speed, the quickness, the lust, the exhilaration.
And then suddenly the train stops.
You're not ready to get off but this is your stop.
-High hopes
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drugs & candy
Poetrythese were for him. but now they're for you. //#1 in personalwriting 04/18/20