A skibidi poem 👻😼

“With Intent”

The memories
-Hard to Swallow
Throw them away (with intent)
-Hope they don’t follow
I’ll come back for them
Someday (with intent)

At the end of an era-
I’ll tell the story (with intent)
Swallow it all down (with intent)
Come to terms with it all (with intent)

I’m leaving it all behind for now
Saying goodbye to what might’ve been (with intent)
Because it’s about me now
And that’s not selfish

The memories
-Stored away in the attic (with intent)
Along with the butterflies in my stomach
But those flew out of sight (with intent)

Uhhhhh all the context is that I was heartbroken and was kind of delulu to the point I thought I was over him soooo