And whenever it hits me that I might never behold you in my arms again, it weakens me to my bones and beyond; it was hard enough for me to have accepted that you were growing bigger than my arms could go round and now, I have to let you grow far away from me :(
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To the ex I never dated
PoetryWhat happens when love goes wrong? It drains you of all the love you once had to offer and leaves with a million and one reasons to only want to hate. Some say, you move on. Others say, you stay and fight to set it right. But the elites write their...
