“A man with storm gray eyes appeared on my door
The man once I adored
with gusted eyes, he looked at the floor"Im sorry for leaving. I love you, Mi Amor"
Im sorry, I don't love you anymore"
hiii, i don't know if i was really the one who wrote this but this was in my phone notes so i would love to share this piece. it is so beautiful & hurting at the same time. enjoy!

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wave of thoughts
Poëzieone or one thousand words, a book you can always relate to. wave of thoughts serving you the medicine of pain. est. 090119