I will stop bringing you back. I will stop staring at the moon like I always do whenever we're apart. I will stop scribbling your name on dusty windows every time I missed you. I will stop sleeping late at night thinking why do we end up like this, torturing myself about the reasons why we drift apart. I will stop wasting cups of coffee just to keep myself awake, waiting for your hands to hold me back because love, I'm tired of wanting you. I will stop now. I will stop bringing you back like how you stop bringing us back.
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once upon a poetry
Poetryjust some stupid poetry and prose i wrote during late nights and rainy afternoons