The Old Ways - Poem by jess buying
Do you think things will go back to the old ways?
Do you think everything will heal over days?
Every night I cry because I love and miss you.
I'm going insane and you don't know what I'm going through.
All the little things you did made me smile,
But now I'll miss all of that for a little while.
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