Unpleasantness would not exactly
describe the feeling I'd have when with him.
Guiltiness might be.
When every single thing in my body felt wrong,
every word I said felt like poison in my tongue;
and then merely breathing with the thought of him
would feel like something I could never get use to.
I knew I was in the wrong place
and the worst circumstances.
With my whole being screaming
for something else-for someone else;
someone it used to have and loved.
- What should I do, if my heart won't love anyone other than him?
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See You On The Other Side
Puisi"Isn't it awful to find love at such a young age and be robbed of it for the rest of your life?" This is a collection of poetry and prose dedicated to every person who couldn't find a way to move forward from their past. To every person who loved so...
