I don't know how it worked,
But it just did.
You had me.
You had Her.
You had us.
Maybe it was your gaze that had captured us, maybe it was the way you would release and leave beautiful purple flowers on our skin; either way, we were yours.
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Wrecked
PoetryWreck/[rek]/Noun A person of ruined health; someone in bad shape physically or mentally. It's funny how I look back now and realize that maybe I still love him. That maybe I still love the real him. Not the one who did it for the money and the s...
