Hello,
I know I never met you and will never meet you, but there's a part of me that wants you to call out for my help. To scream for my presence in the deafening night. To need me to be by your side. I know it is selfish. I know it is, then again you'll never know of my selfish ways.
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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.
