01.23.23
I hate you for showing me mixed signals. But I hate myself more for believing that I'm special.
—georginariver
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Rhymes & Reasons
PoetryThe 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...
Chapter 85:
01.23.23
I hate you for showing me mixed signals. But I hate myself more for believing that I'm special.
—georginariver
