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will19008 May 2020
innocent blood
of our real

loving rooms
and ******
  Apr 2020 will19008
Why is it always others
That find requited love?

And why do I
Still enjoy listening to their boasting?
It irritates my interest (that’s basically what “piques my interest” means), and irritates me, but I really do enjoy listening to others talk about their relationship, good or bad times. Is it a bit creepy, or do others feel that way too?
will19008 Apr 2020
I tried a calculator
to determine just how many
times I've thought of you
over these neglected years

After a few hours it just
laughed at me: ERROR
I had to laugh as well
The ****** thing was right
  Apr 2020 will19008
Aryan Sam
Years ago
We stayed up till
3 am talking,
And today
I don’t even know
How to say hi,
  Apr 2020 will19008
And over time,
My pen stopped bleeding
But my heart didn't
will19008 Apr 2020
there were always goodbyes
and silence
more silence
but always more goodbyes

ended without an hello
just started
we began again
but always more goodbyes

ended in our reunions
maybe virtually
perhaps personally
but always more goodbyes

this time it's goodbye
that just could—
that just might—
that just may—
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