So many things left unsaid.
So many emotions announced dead.So many sorries left to say.
So many messages yet to convey.So many times to hold hands.
So many words yet to understand.So many scars left to heal.
So many feelings yet to feel.So many thoughts clogging the mind.
So many times being unkind.So many things at stake.
So many things that'll break.So many facts making me blind.
So many regrets to leave behind.So many choices to make.
So many decisions to take.So many smiles yet to see.
So many hearts yet to free.So many fights left to fight.
So many times to hold you tight.So many tears left to shed.
So many nights lonely in bed.So many worlds and you I meet.
So many people and you made me complete.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ok this one was cringe *facepalms*Running out of topics.
Open to suggestions that aren't the following~
• Suicidal
• Environmental
• God loving
• Cringy loveDM me 😌
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