It's February, and I want to stop writing about love. - Hello Poetry

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I see it now. How much I bend, How much I fade, How much I ruin myself for nothing.

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Feb 9, 2025

Feb 9, 2025 at 1:13 AM UTC

It's February, and I want to stop writing about love.

I see it now. How much I bend, How much I fade, How much I ruin myself for nothing.

2.9.25. The weight of it all has settled. Discouragement wraps its arms around me.

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F/Philippines

Feb 9, 2025

Feb 9, 2025 at 1:13 AM UTC

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