Time has passed, yet I'm still broken. The years have flew by but nothing has changed. My mental health is still waiting for a fix where you broke through. I was getting better and you knew that. Why would you change what was fine? We were perfect. We were going to rule the world together one day and create peace. Obviously, you broke yourself and now you stick with the dark. She'll haunt you, turning you into a nasty shark. I'd save you but you're already too far gone. I loved and needed you, why go breaking down on me now? You're now a troubled mess who needs to find civilization. Where's the time gone? Without you, life's been numb. I missed our silly talks and when we walked down to park. We'd tell each other everything about our lives including how we'd make them better in the future. You would be great, maybe you still will. I forever remain here waiting for you. The time will pass, sure, but will you change within that period? Let us all hope, my dearest.
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PoetryThis is just some short things I write about. Some may be about me, but some may not. I hope you don't get depressed while reading this. = Don't copy any of the stories that are presented in this book. Thank you.
