It was hard to move on after him.
Nothing was the same as before him.
Even my room felt different.
I was no longer the same girl I was when he met me.
There was only after him.
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The Things I Never Said Out Loud
PoetryThe thoughts and words that no one besides myself have heard or said. I started this book at 19, a couple months after I went through the worst breakup of my life. I continues to write it during what had been the worst and best summer of my life, su...
