We're just strangers.
We met.
We dated.
We became a couple.
We fought lots of times.
We hurt each other.
We broke up.
And we return for being strangers again.
But, with memories.
That we'll never forget.
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Unspoken Words
PoetryYou never know the hearts you silently break with the words you never say. -Bryant Mcgill
