I do still think about you;
Hiding behind the rose bushes at your parents home.
Your hair sitting wild on your shoulders;
And you were growing farther away from me.
I want to tell you I'm happy now;
I want you to feel like it was worth it.
I wish the memory was sweeter,
That it wasn't just you watching me as I fell apart.
I used to want to get lost in you;
We were scripted fights and toxic romance,
But sometimes I miss what I never knew. 🌙🍂I haven't written poetry in a little while so be kind. 🖤
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