231.
Are you going to live quietly?
Or as loud as you came into this world?
~E, a crying baby at birth.
232.
I was nothing to you.
But you were everything to me.
~E, unbalanced.
233.
I remember when I was in the progress of getting over you, I was reading romance books more than ever. Hoping to find you between the pages explaining why. But you were never there. Won't ever be.
~E, it doesn't work that way.
234.
I'd rather be a nobody to him
then a somebody to you.
~E, you still wouldn't change.
235.
Being loved by me is a curse
and a blessing in itself.
~E, being loved by me.
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sunsets after dark. | poetry collection
Poetryfor the ones that were the sunshine for one wrong person then became the midnight rain for everyone else. an collection of poetry and short stories. ‼️TW‼️ contains hard topics including a mention of SA & SH. Amongst other things. I am a poet I wr...
