why does it always seem as though,
the second you stop caring,
stop showing up,
start moving on,
and stop putting in the effort...
is when the other starts to.
we always love those that just don't seem to feel the same, wether circumstance, feelings or whatever other gravitational pull dividing the destined.
it leaves us in this cycle..
cycle of pain.
cycle of longing.
cycle of loneliness.
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Poesíafor anyone who has ever felt alone or doubtful about themselves, for the sad people who find comfort in poetry, for those who cannot seem to put their...
