It scares me to think how feelings change so fast, how someone who used to be your whole world can become a whisper in the back of your mind. How someone who filled your midnights with stories became a story itself.
Is it because we changed the meaning of love?
Have lust and the cure of loneliness become its new name?
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|POEMS| The untold words...
Poesía|I never told you And you will never know The secrets the stars whispered to me That night under the moon| Cover credits to: @LeroyGraphics
