07.10.20
I choose not to talk about you
for it causes me pain every time I do.
I choose not to look back in the past
for it only opens some old scars
inside my heart.
I choose not to be in despair
for it chases me around
even when I am in a deep slumber.
I choose to be futile
because to feel everything
is more than I can handle.
—georginariver
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Rhymes & Reasons
Thơ caThe sun sets and the moon rises, but your absence stays still. August slips like a blink and winter should have been colder, but summer memories warm my endless nights. First love never lasts and so does us, but the way I love you at sixteen always...
