I move on knowing that we were not meant to be
I filled my heart with fake happiness knowing for you it was she
You were holding hands with her then and meanwhile ignoring my text now
Maybe you didn't deserve me or I didn't deserve you but how?
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Authors note: Well this part is going to be a little different from the other part. Hope you like it. love and support from me.
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The season of love
PoetryThe season of love is a poem about unrequited & unconfessed love. Include various memories to be cherished.
