How is it,
That I am still in love with you?
I don't understand why my heart just can't let go.
Why were you the one,
To impact my heart so greatly?
You weren't anything special,
Not even a little bit.
But for some reason you will always be the person,
Who holds every little piece of my heart.
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Love and Other Fuckups
PoetryA collection of poems and drabbles about things such as life, love, and fucking up.
