We’ve all loved someone way too freakin’ much.
If I wasn’t so phenomenal. I would go back to you.
Love is the bee that carries the pollen from one heart to another.
But then you left exactly how all the sad songs said you would
Yes. THANK YOU. And say hello to Judas Iscariot.
I burned by bridges so the devil couldn’t follow me.
Surprises, I feel now, are primarily a form of violence.
I am part of everyone I ever dated on OK Cupid.
In this storyI am the poetYou’re the poetry.
As water is to a thirsty soul so is love to a broken heart
And life goes on like this,an uncomplete poem.
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