staring back at the tear stained face sitting in front of me
shes gripping on for dear life
i can tell she wants to let go
i want to keep holding on
but she looses the hope in her eyes
i wake up
hopefully it goes better
i see myself in her eyes
and fall into the deep shallow waters again
the tears are now etched upon her face
she looks at me with a trying smile
such a mess
what a joy
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☀︎︎the fallen stars and her flowers☀︎︎
Poetryi guess it's poetry? i could say most of these are pent up feelings
