Was My Nature And Love Unmemorable? Were My Features Faceless? I Wonder, Was I So Quick To Fade From
was my nature and love unmemorable? were my features faceless? i wonder, was i so quick to fade from your memory?
i suppose you’ve already forgotten about me.
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i am patiently waiting for the day, where these rose coloured glasses will surrender from defeat. and i can finally sigh from the relief of being released from your shackles of unrequited love. that will be the day where i can truly utter “i now choose myself”
for someone who loves so hard, i have a terrible habit of disappearing off the face of the earth.
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the ebbs and flows of life | “there were words i etched into the soil before the rain poured down. forgive me, i’ve forgotten the thoughts which were once so pronounced …”
some days i simply wish we never crossed paths. because even though this love is all consuming and nothing more beautiful i’ve ever experienced. what am i to do with it ,if you can never love me back?