She loves me,
She loves
me
not.
I suppose
I’ll never know.
She loves me,
She loves
me
not.
I have to
let her go.
She
loves
me
not.
And that’s how
it always
ends.
She loves me,
She loves
me
not.
I suppose
I’ll never know.
She loves me,
She loves
me
not.
I have to
let her go.
She
loves
me
not.
And that’s how
it always
ends.
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The paradox of love… 😦
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Indeed. Forever breaking my heart. 😦
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It feels weird liking a poem like this, it’s beautiful but also so sad.
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Thank you! Unfortunately, it’s the story of my life 😦
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That totally sucks! But its good to channel pain and heartache into poetry 🙂
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That’s what I always say lol 🙂
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Story of my life…
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Yep. I hear ya! 🙂
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