The Lonely And My Choosing. Poem by Luke Curcio

The Lonely And My Choosing.



I forgot that you existed. Or that we even knew each other.

I forgot how deep our relationship went. You're always there, aren't you?

Never letting me forget, that maybe I was born for this.

But no. I've left before and I'll leave once more.

I will choose my destiny.

Sunday, November 11, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: choice,destiny,lonely
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