The Wind:
Sometimes
I get the feeling you
wouldn't mind
sewing the missing weeks
back together
over a pot of warm
coffee.
When you left,
I left my door open
because I wanted
you to come back in
but yea,
So far the only thing
that's stopped by
is the wind.
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aesthetic ✔
Poetrymy poems, give credit. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK SUICIDE AND DEATH IS MENTIONED MULTIPLE TIMES. PLEASE SEEK HELP IF YOU ARE SUICIDAL, DEPRESSED, OR JUST OVERALL SAD. YOU ARE LOVED. •••••••••••••••••••••••...
