There used to be a time
when some days I was dead
somedays I was her or someothere fake
somedays I was lost
somedays I wanted it to overpower me
somedays I was just breathing
but in those sommedays
You came in few
and
Now
Somedays I start loving you more
somedays I fall for you again
some days I wonder how you make me
feel some days I think of the
immperfect perfect future
somedays I fear lossing you
somedays I wish for my past to also be you
somedays I wonder if it weren't for you
what would these days be?
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Romantic Shit
RomanceI have no other possessions of value but my soul ~Allen Ginsberg and I choose to give it