Rains comes pouring down onto me
And thinks lightminded that it is enough
But he is the needed water for my plant
First, second and third place in my dreams
Symbolism, I am too young to understand
The man who shot me with valentines arrow
Left it in my heart and flew into heaven
Because after all, I still wish him well
Realized, there is no one like him
I sound crazy when I still wish his jacket still has its smell on my coat rack
Our last look in each others eyes, I ran away
He is stronger than faith , because it takes one text to make me believe in an us again
I fought against my tears today
I am fighting against them now
My love meant pure heartbreak this year
I cannot open my door with the chain on it
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PoetryA small poetry collection written by me, about my 2022 experience. English is not my first language, therefore, if you notice any grammar mistakes, feel free to correct me in the comments! I also apologize for the weird quality of the story cover I...
