i've had a good three years or so here
and all the poetry i've written are dripping with memories
but all that is now the past
and this is the present
from now on i'll keep my poetry on paper
hidding underneath my pajamas
i'm not leaving out of anger
or sadness
like i almost did before
i'm simply moving on
it's not you, it's me.
haha have a good valentine's everyone. :)
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