i figured you out.
you let me in.
so don't you dare pin this on me.
because after everything,
i don't hate you.
but i'm only in love with the memories.
the memories which once were filled with all the love as deep as the ocean.
equipped with the tender touch of the wind on a cold day.
filled with desire that burns more vehemently than the sun.
i just got too close.
so did you.
and we both burned to the ground.
just ashes remain as a symbol of what i once used to love.
and it's only that symbol do i love.
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Multiverse
Poetry{multiverse (n.) ˈmʌltɪvəːs' a hypothetical space or realm consisting of a number of universes, of which our own universe is only one.} "he let her use him like a rag doll, left over after being toyed." Poems just for fun, no frequent updates. {trig...
