I guess we always knew we were
but we still tried to change each other.
We tried to mold each other to be the
person we needed, we never really
accepted our differences; perhaps, we
never really liked our differences.
I think we liked the idea that we were
different and that magically our
differences will collide into one
another making us whole again – like
we would complete each other’s
missing pieces.
YOU ARE READING
A Story Without A Title
Poetry"this is us, we have a story but unfortunately we don't have a title"
