Every now and then
I question myself
how my life would be now,
if that day didn't happen.
Laying in the grass,
talking to each other
so heavenly.
Later on,
when we moved ourselves
to the forest.
As close we were at first,
so far apart we were when
it ended.
With that, my trust and selfworth
ended too.
Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 1:34 PM UTC
Every now and then
I question myself
how my life would be now,
if that day didn't happen.
Laying in the grass,
talking to each other
so heavenly.
Later on,
when we moved ourselves
to the forest.
As close we were at first,
so far apart we were when
it ended.
With that, my trust and selfworth
ended too.
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