I've been cruel
Cruel to you
I didn't talk
Left you blue
You adored me
He didn't
Time and place
Are a funny thing
Both were wrong then
Are wrong now
Same situation
Tiny bit reversed
I'm smitten
And intrigued
A bit mushy
All the same
You are similar
To my thoughts
My mind is yours
Just like Bronte
Whatever souls are made of
Yours and mine are the same
(Authors note: please don't kill me I'll edit it later)
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Necessary Weeding
PoetryThere are times when you don't address your emotions for a long time for the fear of being judged by others and sometimes by your own self. This collection of poems is me addressing them
