Torn
"It's not you it's me," he said
Yes
It is you, not me
It was you every time you "forgot" we had a date
It was you who would leave me an empty bed
It was you who would tell me to wait for you
And yes, I would wait for you until the end of time
Because it's you
-IB
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From My Heart To Yours
PoetryInspired by Rupi Kaur's Milk and Honey, this book is a collection of my innermost thoughts in the form of poetry.
