With all the love that still resides between us, it's hard to accept that our end draws near.
Your dream awaits. The job you've always wanted lies just within your grasp, but in order to hold onto it, you must let go of me. You must leave me behind so you can pursue your future. it may not last forever, but we can't think about that now.
Listen, love. Listen to the girl you've grown to need through the highs and lows of our messy lives. Listen to me when I tell you to chase that dream. Do not let me be the reason you pass this opportunity up. I do not want to hold you back.
So dar to dream, my love. Dream away...
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What I Once Called Love: The Drafts
PoetryThis is my story, or rather a compilation of stories that spans more than a decade. Each piece is written from a place of truth with the exception of the names mentioned. The book itself will broken into sections, with each representing a different...
