I just want to be
significant.
In a month or two, to you,
relevant.
In three months would you be
hesitant?
Four months since the first message
ever sent.
Five months isn't much but still
I've went
Onto a six month journey I'm so
hellbent.
Seven months your seven wonders ever elegant.
Eight months I've ate the words I wish I never meant.
Nine months naive that I thought you were heavensent
and onto ten I've given up like an early Lent.
Eleven maybe easier
when the dent
in my heart is healing but I hoped
in a year I'd be more significant.
Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 5:18 AM UTC
I just want to be
significant.
In a month or two, to you,
relevant.
In three months would you be
hesitant?
Four months since the first message
ever sent.
Five months isn't much but still
I've went
Onto a six month journey I'm so
hellbent.
Seven months your seven wonders ever elegant.
Eight months I've ate the words I wish I never meant.
Nine months naive that I thought you were heavensent
and onto ten I've given up like an early Lent.
Eleven maybe easier
when the dent
in my heart is healing but I hoped
in a year I'd be more significant.
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