Your name appeared on my phone tonight.
A million pictures and memories rushed through my mind like harsh winds tearing apart pine trees in the dark forest.
My eyes filled with tears the way a middle aged wait staff fills truck stop coffee mugs at two a.m.
as I prayed that I could get back what we once had.
And that's when I knew I was fucked
so completely fucked
because it wasn't until now that I realized
I still love you.
-C.D.
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Meraki
Poésie#44 in Poetry [4-5-17] Join me on my journey of self-discovery, my lows & my highs. I hope that I leave you feeling better. I hope that I have made you feel less lonely. This is me. This is 18 years of exploring my creativity, soul, passion, and lov...
