Past:
We were happy
Everything we said to each other was stupid and sappy
It's not fair
That in the end it was only me that cared
Present:
Everything feels off without you
I didn't think you'd be gone so soon
It was only a year. Barely even that
Honestly though, you were kind of a twat
Future:
We were broken and shattered
But it's not like it mattered
I'm happier now than I ever was
Life without you no longer feels like a loss
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Messages I Never Sent
PoesíaJust a compilation of my thoughts. From messages I wrote but backed out of sending, to poetry I wrote on the spur of the moment.
