If I could count
every step I were
to take for the next
month or so,
I probably wouldn't
make it very far.
You're 3,000 miles away,
but I can still hope
that maybe
my affections for you
can still reach you,
even if we're so far
apart.
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I Was She
Poetry[Complete] A series of poems and short stories tell the sad tale of a breakup, of rejection, and of finding new love. From losing her soulmate to learning to see the world from a different perspective, M.A. Rivers writes down every last feeling that...
