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unrequited love.
Category: Writing and Poetry
4 years without you, and 4 years being stuck thinking of just you. thinking of when we first talked, when we first laughed together, and when you first leaned your head on my shoulder. Was I the fool to stick beside you? I played my own heart and look where it guided you; a year passed and we met again. yet this time we don't talk, we don't laugh or touch like we did. That first day back, that day... » Continue Reading