Maybe in five years or so,
our paths would cross once again.
We'd sit down and have coffee;
We'd talk about how
we were so in love with each other
And laugh about how —
we broke each other's heart.
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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅? | ✅
PoesiaYou are the reason I have ink stains on my fingertips. art by yuschav arly
