I tell myself I don't need him. I grow a little stronger.
I tell myself that I can do things for myself. I grow a little wiser.
I tell myself that I am good. I become a little happier.
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HIM
Poetry[Highest: #994 in poetry lol] He's exotic and eccentric. The way he speaks, the way he moves: so gracefully but also so carelessly. As is the way his spirit is childish and interesting but aged and mundane. He's a mystery I'm starting to get hooked...
