Though the pointless person I am,
I still have someone through all of this.
That's S.
Always.
Or maybe not always.
She just doesn't always understand.
Nobody does.
But we have known each other for so long.
I...I...I'm just worried I'm going to lose her.
Again.
When we were younger I lost her.
To M and E.
I lost her twice really.
But it wall mushes into one because I lost her to E then M straight after each other.
But I can't lose her now...
Right?
I have someone else.
But it's different.
This time it's a him...
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryJust some stuff I need to get off my chest. My late night thoughts too. Everything. Here. In. This. Book. Read it or not, I don't care.
