I have decided
Maybe out of self pity
Maybe out of loneliness
I am cursed to only every write drafts
Never to address the ****** letters
Never to let the man I love truely know how I feel
For I am fearful and sure of the facts
And one of those abominable facts is that he does not love me
And he never will
Maybe one day I can break this curse
But that day is not today
Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 10:18 PM UTC
I have decided
Maybe out of self pity
Maybe out of loneliness
I am cursed to only every write drafts
Never to address the ****** letters
Never to let the man I love truely know how I feel
For I am fearful and sure of the facts
And one of those abominable facts is that he does not love me
And he never will
Maybe one day I can break this curse
But that day is not today
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