It's November two
And I still count the nights since you broke my heart
Days keep me busy with being a woman
Cleaning, cooking, washing
But those damn nights
Haunt me
Make me think of everything
That has to do with you
And as much as this love destroyed me
I feel like it was the best thing
I've felt in my life
It seems so impossible to let you go
And missing you has become a habit
I know it's bad for me
To still love you
But there is no bad
You could've done to me
That would make me hate you.
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The Stars Align
PoetryThe Stars Align every night to tell us secrets from all around the World. They dig deep in our soul, unlocking the vault of our darkest fear - our thoughts. Once opened,there is no going back; it is written down in history now. The Stars Align is a...
