She traveled the world without him, and when she came back she was a different person.
He said good morning my love, and she, oh so sadly left him again.
She sent him photos from Spain, France, and Norway.
All the while he fell further out of love.
She came back again, and said good morning my darling.
He left her a note reading: "I couldn't wait forever."
She shrugged her shoulders and booked another flight.
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PoetryThese lovely things manifest and grow into a garden of insecurities. It was perspective. This collection has been deconstructed! It has been broken down from 33 parts to 21 individual chapters. Many of these are focused entirely on the affections on...
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