Today I want to be sad. Today I want to miss him. Today I want to tumble over happy memories. Today I want to feel the lingering heartbreak.
And that's okay. I'm allowed to.
If I suppressed it any longer, I'd lose myself again.
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Notes from the Mind
PoetryI often have many thoughts on my mind, so, here are most of them trickled down into perceivable words. And maybe you can find yourself in them too.
