Guilty eyes and little white lies I never regretted you or the memories we created sometimes I get sentimental and go through old pictures and messages there are some places I can't go to anymore without my mind playing little films of us if could do it all over again I'd go back to you and let you in and tell you how much I love you id tell you why I'm scared to let people in id tell you why I'm scared of love and run from it instead of letting it in if I could go back in time and redo our chapter I would maybe if I would have told you we could've has a different ending or a happier one them the one we got
Leann-2025
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Every rose 🌹 grows differently
Poetryheartbroken depression grief love anxiety. I started writing poetry in 2020 after a rough patch in life so I've decided to share some old and new ones some from my diary I hope you enjoy and feel less alone
