A friendship was all we had,
It grew from a stem.
My eyes raised to yours,
And started a gentle flow, of tears and emotions trapped inside this broken body of mine.
So I turned around and fell,
As you walked away from my hell.
My mind turned into mush,
Still to this day I ask: "what did I do to you?" but you don't answer and never will.
You think I know, but I don't.
You hope I crush, but I won't.
You can't go under rock bottom, that's what I like about me..
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But still I hope you'll tell me why you left.
Do I still care?
I do.Will I tell you?
Yes, I will.But will you care again?
No.Hope I depressed you enough 💅🏻✨
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Randomjust random stuff (can be stories as much as just absolutely random stuff)