I was sad
For a long time.
They told me it gets better.
It doesn't
Even after it being gone for half a year,
Nothing has ever been the same.
I no longer love the way I did.
I am vulnerable.
I can't even remember what it's like
To love myself,
But I'll find a way.
We humans often do.
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The Beginning To The End
PuisiI've never been a poet, that much is certain, but I can tell you that it does get written. A lot. These are the collections of my poetry I've written, and some of them hit hard for me.
