In a way,
It's not that bad.
I said I was ready,
But I only wanted you.
No one knows,
How you make me feel.
Now that I am ready,
You don't feel the same way.
Maybe our paths will cross again,
Someday.
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Little Infinities
PoetryA collaboration of my poems that involve one girl, one day, and three lives.
