We never really said goodbye,
so a part of me believes
we were never meant to.
In the spaces between silence,
in the absence of words,
I always felt you there,
waiting for the right time,
waiting for us to be ready.
A part of me always knew
you were it.
Not the end,
but a pause.
And now, here you are,
not as a memory
or a wish left unanswered,
but as something real,
something that came back,
when I least expected,
but somehow always knew
you would.
—MistakenGenius
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Surviving Heartbreak
PoezjaA lover girl who got her heart broken one too many times and now ended up writing poetry about it
