as we ran away from our problems we said it'd all be fine
slowly, our smiles began to fade,
as our problems caught up.
slowly, our lives became harsh again,
as our problems grew.
slowly, our colourful souls became blank,
as our problems multiplied.
but i never stopped loving you,
even though your heart slowly became someone else's.
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drabbles
Poetry" stories to hopefully make you feel some way with no backstory and no one with a name " " marked with ° if they are personal " ; lowercase intended 开始!
