it's times like this, 5am after another sleepless night when I regret every choice I made. why didn't I have the guts to tell you that Sunday night when it was pouring with rain and my apartment smelt like burnt caramel and your eyes shone like the dark side of the moon. why did ever I let you walk away when you left me alone in the underground subway, maybe it's what fate had in store for us, maybe we wouldn't have ever last, but all this thinking does is bring me back to why I let you leave.
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your graduation//a poem
Poesia"you weren't the only one who thought of us that way, i spend most nights awake wide awake. i never though that i oh i would see the day, where i'd just let you go let you walk away, where i let you walk away" - your graduation // mo...
