My heart is like a museum
of all the things you showed me.
and if the love is real,
I will see you again…
Maybe not in weeks,
Months, or years…
But at some point we’ll connect again.
And next time,
Maybe we’ll do it right…
I know I will.
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Author:
Her (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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Comments2
A great write that very close to Teddy's poem today. I loved it and in dealing with probabilities when time is infinite all things become certain. Lovely and a fave.
Great write
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