Lately I've been felling
like there's a hole in my chest
because I spend my time thinking
If we're the same people we used to be,
If we're the same people that fell in love,
If I'm the same person who knew that loved you
the moment that saw you laughing
that cold but sunny afternoon of July,
If I'm the same person that you loved because
I made you laugh.
We definitely aren't the people that we used to be
and maybe the hole in my chest is because I know
that someday we might stop choosing each other,
that someday the person we become
isn't somebody we would stay with,
that change is something imminent and unstoppable
but I know that I don¿t care what happens in the future
because now
and here
you're with me.
-S.S
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Out Of My Mind
PoetryI KNOW, I know the title is kind of cliché but honestly I couldn't come up with anything else. But you with WHAT I actually came up with? All the poem that are inside this book, some are kind of romantic, others are kind of depressive and others are...
