I feel angry sometimes at the fact that it was only a week.
I feel confused at the fact that we could've fixed things, and still can.
I feel upset that I lost my Queen, and I am but a lonely King.
I feel that I should move on, but I can't fall for anyone else but her.
I feel that this rant is no help and only fills a small part of the void in my heart that she left.
I feel like I should stop writing this and play my game.
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A Collection of Feelings
PoezjaI am hurt, and I wish I could've fixed things. I've poured my feelings into these 4 poems. I wish they were enough to convince her that we don't have to wait to fix things, but alas, they seem to only mean something to me. Enjoy whoever is reading t...
