I no longer write love letters I don't send,
I no longer wish for love from people that won't love me,
I started leaving easily, but loving more desperately
I started not loving you the other day
because I no longer see magic in you,
I no longer see magic in me.
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winter
PoetryA poetry collection that Witnesses the expansion of a human heart through seasons, through years. cheesy love, painful love, kind love, politics blended into poetry, mental abuse that cannot be romanticized, literature, movies and music, religion an...
