"Maybe it was her smile or the way that she dressed. Maybe it was the laughter that filled my ears or the way she carried herself. Maybe I was making a mistake when I started falling for her. Maybe I should have turned back before it was too late.
But now here I am, and I've gone too far. Now here I am and I can't go back. Now here I am and I've lost all sense of myself."
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Poetry...from stories I will never write. Here are some things I would love to write in books but never have time to write.
