i'm cold
numb to the bone
no love is left
i ran away
hundreds of miles away
as far from you as i could go
and yet still
you haunt me
i see you when i close my eyes
when i dream
when i lay in bed awake at night
i guess it's true
wherever you go,
there you are.
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Poetryi have often found that the saddest people are the ones who seem the happiest #83 quickbooks - 9/30/20
january 6th 2020. 4:25pm.
i'm cold
numb to the bone
no love is left
i ran away
hundreds of miles away
as far from you as i could go
and yet still
you haunt me
i see you when i close my eyes
when i dream
when i lay in bed awake at night
i guess it's true
wherever you go,
there you are.