i remember the day you just left
when you said "i don't love you anymore"
and you left. like that.
you left your belongings
your clothes
your pictures
your phone
your everything
you left it all,
all because you didn't love me anymore
the problem with it all is that i didn't stop
i've thought about you
everyday, non-stop
everyday, questioning
do you still love me?
YOU ARE READING
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Poesíajust shitty poems that i've written while i was bored asf