4am.
Yet
I wonder..
I no longer
know who is for,
I replay the memories realizing
What if?
I picked another path,
How would my life be
and how different would it be
or maybe who would be there with me.
So many thoughts,
......
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...
Zzzz
YOU ARE READING
that's Y I wrote iT.
PoetryDrink up~ the loneliness. Broken.~ Crushed.~ Shattered.~ Torn.~ Explore my deepest.. We have to lose grip and lose ourselves to realise things, accept the changes even if it takes someone so precious to let go and break you in pieces I remember bei...
