How
do
I say
this lightly?
I'm not sure I know
how. So I'll just say it abruptly;
I don't love you now. I suppose I once did Upon a midnight dreary, when we were both so young, but now I'm getting weary.
We fight and bicker a lot,
I'm learning to drown it out.
But I don't want that for us,
my heart is starting to shout
I loved you once
before this,
But I won't
Love you
Again.
k.g
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colorless
PoetryIn this instant, I see it all so clearly; while colors are such a vivid asset in his book of pictures, I have realized that the reason I do not fit in this title is because I am simply devoid of color. I am c o l o r l e s s. I am nothing but slathe...
