i just can't stop
thinking about her
because everything
reminds me of her
messy buns
never look the same
because i can only
see her face
her name
is common,
but every single time
i hear it
even though i know
it's not her,
i do a double take
i can't stop
thinking about her
and it's incredible
but it also
leaves me agonized
i just
can't
stop
thinking about her.
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Raging Storm
Poetry{a storm may last a moment but a moment is all it takes} raindrops can be hurricanes, too. all raindrops end up in the ocean eventually, though. but we will rise again, learn to breathe again, because broken doesn't mean weak. A collection of poems...
