It's funny how,
The more time passes,
The harder it is to grasp unto the fading memories of what we once were,
I close my eyes and try to grasp unto the fleeting memories,
Funny thing is that's all they are now,
Has beens,
Memories of our version of a forever love.
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to those ex's lost in the deepest crevices of our memories
YOU ARE READING
on a journey
Poetrya girl finding herself through pain and heartbreak . using her words as her escape, she grows to love herself thanks to @shoobari for the beautiful cover!
