someway,
i feel like in a couple of years i am really gonna think about you in a couple of years
i wonder if i still wanna you to hold me when i am not suppose to
i wonder if i will still be thinking about you the way i fo right now
i know one day,
i will go back to you
and
you will come back as well
give it time
even though it's strange right now
i don't think this is over yet
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secrets i've kept hidden (a poetry story)
Poetryi have secrets, we have secrets, you and i, we were made of glass friends aren't really your friend, family isn't always blood the demon fucking with my head here's my story
