I know where we ended
What finished us
Now that it's over,
I wish I knew where we started
When we became us
And if I could stop trying,
Maybe I'd stop being so reminiscent
Maybe I'd remember
And I'd have a sense of closure.
But I still lie here
Alone
In the dark
Moping
When I should be laughing and goofing around with those who mean more
Wishing that everything could be better
If I'd just stop reminiscing.Okay, okay, I know I said I'd do a short story for this one, but I got started with it and found that I couldn't stop, so I will publish it in a few days, after I edit it for you all, and instead, I will just keep adding poems to this chapter until I post the short story, and it will be comedy, and all the next poems will be below this message.
Bye now! I swear, I'm done. =)
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Flying Away || Poetry
PuisiPoems by the broken, for the broken. {Lovely cover done by @tinhovercarinice}