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by Baby Rainbow Nov 4, 2015 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
This is the last time I write about your love. I will spend one more time crying over you, until this poem ends. You spent so long trying to figure me out, and in doing so, you justified all of my doubts! Nothing is forever, that is true, I just thought we would fight a little longer before giving up on everything we had! You say you are not leaving, so why are you still running, and why are you not here? You text me goodnight, tell me that you love me... ... just another midnight lie! You asked if I was doing okay, like you didn't even want to wait for an answer, so I replied coldly with a "yes" ... but you heard wrong! Saffie 24 10/10//15