my head says,
"you are better than him.
you don't need him anymore.
you can move on.
you can find someone better.
i hate him."
my heart says,
"you were happy with him,
you still need him,
a part of him will still be with you,
there's no one else like him,
i love him."
and the truth was,
i always had,
and that was the problem.
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jasmine's mind
Poetryhonestly this is just a place to store all the trash poetry / verses / prose that i write which i'm aware is very amateur i don't write it with the intention of it being good it's really just a place to store my feelings and thoughts ahah enjoy if...
