Was it love?
I questioned myself.
Was it love?
I remembered crying to a song that made me think of you.
Was it love?
I was reminded of our friendship,
how it used to exist.
Was it love?
Who knows?
But I knew,
for an instance,
I held on to something.
I was fascinated,
so at that point,
it was.
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Starlight
PoetryStarlight is a poetry book about love and loss, but it's more than that. It digs deep on the miseries, yearning and peace you're craving for. It's a poetry book for all ages, but it's more of understanding genuine connections, friendships and facing...
