Goodbye,
I've forsaken you. I've miss led you. I've broken you down into nothing but a helpless man. One who clings on to me for some sense of hope. I cannot give you that hope sadly, because I do not obtain such thing. What you are looking for isn't in me nor the misfound love that you remember. It is somewhere but here.
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YOU ARE READING
Hello, Goodbye
PoetryThese are notes to the ones I saw, but never spoke to. To the ones I lost and never found- to all the ones who need this. To all the ones who feel the same way as I do. This is for you, not me.
