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  • imastarfish 17w

    The ex and whys
    How did we turn from lovers to strangers?

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    Y to X

    You choose to be mad when I hurt you.
    I choose to be hurt when you were mad.
    You choose not to see me.
    I choose not to talk to you.
    You choose to defend yourself from the pain.
    I choose to get myself out of hurting.
    In the end, we didn't choose each other.
    We end up choosing ourselves. 
    You choose to give up
    I choose to let go.

  • imastarfish 17w

    Been so long since...
    #shootingstar #poem

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    Shooting stars

    Waiting for your call is like looking for a shooting star in the morning.