Day 1- Failure. Can't stop thinking about her. Had a dream about her last night. I keep remembering when she took my arm and then my hand the first time. I think thats when I fell in love with her. This is not helping god dammit.
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A Collection of Feelings
PoetryI 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...
