I think the meaning of love
has morphed with time.
it's disposable
and convenient.
if we don't work out
I want you to heal,
but not so quickly,
not a day later,
when my wounds are still open.
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Author:
𝓱𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Prom was fun. What wasn't fun was this encounter, haha. I need to learn to not expect much of anything from boys.
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Comments1
Girls and boys expectations in relationships are far different as are their thoughts and interests. Nicely written
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