It makes us crazy.
Though I may not be the type.
I can stay awake all night thinking of them.
The one I would fall in love with.
But I can no longer give it anymore.
This heart has been through so much already.
Everything I've done, has kept me from trust.
Although, I believe I can still love.
Only, it has been for my family.
And my friends.
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Life Of Reality
PoetryPoems. From young to old. Happy to unhappy. Friends to family. Poetry to many lines of words. Only one author to write it all. ×××× Ranks: #27 in meaning
