And it kills me to know
that even after years
after a long long time
when maybe I'd finally
get to see you again
it still won't make a
difference
because
I have already lost you
- my heart still cries for you
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PoetryS O W E D: Words planted to grow into love. Highest Rank - #1 in POETRY The bravest thing I've ever done was not forgetting how to love myself when everyone else did
