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Poetry is a mere flowing thought when I first fell, but now, loving you? It's its special type of hell. We love the same color, do the same jokes; we try hard for our passions until our sanity broke. We spoke loudly of interests, listen intently on our friends, but we're still **** in processing our emotions at hand. We're some times there, we're some times not, we some times leave each other out that we basically rot. We always run away, we constantly hide from this reality we promise to fight alongside. I know I'm not the best, and that I'm too harsh on myself; but your existence shift me around to fight, and change, and survive, so give me this time, forgive me this time, as I prove myself one last time, not to anyone else in particular but me, myself, and I. I would like to say this however: I miss you, every single day I want to see you, every single day, and no matter what happens, whatever the circumstance as we **** ourselves, to change ourselves, just to prove ourselves in this lifetime, I will choose you, and only you, every single day. I will see you in the end, be with you in the end, but until then, take care.
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Mar 26, 2024
Mar 26, 2024 at 2:30 PM UTC
let me write about love
Poetry is a mere flowing thought when I first fell, but now, loving you? It's its special type of hell. We love the same color, do the same jokes; we try hard for our passions until our sanity broke. We spoke loudly of interests, listen intently on our friends, but we're still **** in processing our emotions at hand. We're some times there, we're some times not, we some times leave each other out that we basically rot. We always run away, we constantly hide from this reality we promise to fight alongside. I know I'm not the best, and that I'm too harsh on myself; but your existence shift me around to fight, and change, and survive, so give me this time, forgive me this time, as I prove myself one last time, not to anyone else in particular but me, myself, and I. I would like to say this however: I miss you, every single day I want to see you, every single day, and no matter what happens, whatever the circumstance as we **** ourselves, to change ourselves, just to prove ourselves in this lifetime, I will choose you, and only you, every single day. I will see you in the end, be with you in the end, but until then, take care.
i haven't written about someone in a long time this is how i cope from my depression ****
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21/M/Philippines
Mar 26, 2024
Mar 26, 2024 at 2:30 PM UTC
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