Take me back to a time where we didn't meet.
Where you didn't exist.
Where I didn't exist.
When the world didn't exist.
When things made no sense.
When things made sense.
Where I didn't step into that place.
Where our eyes didn't meet.
Where your mouth never smiled.
Take me back to a time where I still had my heart in one piece.
Take me back to a time where we didn't meet, and leave me there
Forever.
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Rosētum
PoetryHere lie the roses, the roses that are the foundation of my rose garden, pluck them gingerly, here lie the roses that grew full of toxins and purity. Here lies my heart, My Rosetūm. All pictures in the story are mine!
