I never wrote poems about you.
No matter how hard I tried,
I never could seem to make
All the words flow.
Maybe that was the first sign,
That our love,
Was never meant to be.
Maybe that was the first sign,
I so delicately chose,
Not to read.
Sep 1, 2025
Sep 1, 2025 at 4:20 PM UTC
I never wrote poems about you.
No matter how hard I tried,
I never could seem to make
All the words flow.
Maybe that was the first sign,
That our love,
Was never meant to be.
Maybe that was the first sign,
I so delicately chose,
Not to read.
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