sometimes I still look back at the old conversations we had, just to feel again
just to remind me that somehow I've been loved before even though i know I wasn't loveable that time.
sometimes I'd hope you met this version of me, sure of myself and what I want in a man,
I think I will always grieve the thing we almost had then.
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The Parts I Never Talked About
PoetryPretty much my thoughts recently about life, my short words telling the world how I felt lately dealing with life, and my thoughts about hurtful truths and things about this chaotic world. I hope this book finds you and you'd feel you're worth heari...
