Maybe I'm not over it
The late night conversations
The tight face in chest hugs
Your words flowing as I'm sobbing
To try and calm me down
Maybe I'm not over him
His eyes, hair, hands, mouth.
Maybe I'm not over the way he made me feel
Special and loved
Like a part of this world
Like I belonged somewhere
Maybe...
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An Insomniacs Lullaby
PoetryIt's 3 AM and I can't sleep. There's too much on my mind, too many thoughts to keep.
