Last year
Maybe we were too young
to run
Maybe we were too naïve
to feel free
On a Friday night
Maybe it was too soon
to meet
Maybe it was too late
to think
About midnight
Maybe it wasn't that easy
to feel my thoughts
Cause it sure was hard
to think about your feelings
On the next day
Maybe it was not right
to hurt you
Maybe it was not wrong
to stop
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wow, this was the first time wattpad didn't change the structure of the paragraphs.
Feels nice.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoems, mostly written in school. Individual poem covers in several chapters by @smelledlikeroses
