You smiled,
I cried.
You stepped forward,
I stepped back.
You looked away,
I waited.
You love him,
I love you.
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Stitches and Wounds
PoetryI want you to hear my silent sobs whenever you are with him. I want you to feel my suppressed pain every wretched nights. I want you to know much I drowned in pain with the thought of you loving him. I want you to know how many stitched that knitted...
Eight Minutes
You smiled,
I cried.
You stepped forward,
I stepped back.
You looked away,
I waited.
You love him,
I love you.
