Three weeks of pretending
this doesn’t hurt.
Three weeks of folding the same letter,
creasing the same fears.
Three weeks.
Still too much of a coward
to call it love.
Apr 27, 2025
Apr 27, 2025 at 3:55 AM UTC
Three weeks of pretending
this doesn’t hurt.
Three weeks of folding the same letter,
creasing the same fears.
Three weeks.
Still too much of a coward
to call it love.
#love #=( #why do I do this stuff😭
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