When was the last time you said I love you and meant it. When was the last time you heard those words back.
When was the last time you felt like someone knew you and not the person you've been pretending to be. When was the last time you felt like yourself.
When was the last time you heard someone say his name. When was the last time it killed you to hear it.
When was the last time you felt love well up in you like a newly struck spring. Like an outpouring of the soul. When was the last time he call you beautiful. When was the first.
- T UoU, Lang Leave
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unopened, unrevealed
PuisiThese are some poems that I just compiled in one whole book, it's nothing special.
