You needed a saviour
I loved being needed
Some things I wish we knew them earlier
Look at the mess we've created
We exposed hidden parts of ourselves
Are we entitled to a finder's fee?
We are better off apart, wouldn't you agree?
It is always wise to let some things be
We are now strangers with the same memories
All that's left are rough nights with sad melodies
But I see beautiful days ahead, let's celebrate in advance
I don't like the taste of alcohol, but I'll drink to that
- Author: Bame Bame ( Offline)
- Published: June 9th, 2023 02:16
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 4
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