Messed Up Mind
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You can't hear the silence because it's too loud.
People's words don't get to me but his words do. They affect me more than I care to admit.
I slept in the afternoon and had a dream. There was you and me. It started with a prank. There was your mother too. It seemed like we had a good relationship. We had a good conversation. She encouraged me to prank you back. I got caught by you. Guess you were the last thing on my mind before I fell asleep. You would always be.
I can't even talk to you. I can't talk to you without feeling so unwanted and insecure. Things begin to change, I notice. We don't talk anymore like we used to do. And I miss us. I miss those late night conversations where you would make endless jokes and make me laugh. I want to talk to you. But I hold myself back.
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Midnight Thoughts ✔
Poetry"Writing can heal us too." ㅡ Midnight Thoughts is a collection of poems, real life conversations, fictional stuff, unsent letters, and most importantly, thoughts. This is for the ones who haveㅡ ...had their hearts broken. ...gone through bad breakup...
