Notice of absence from Vanna
I come and go. Sometimes I will post everyday for a week and then I won’t post for months.
I come and go. Sometimes I will post everyday for a week and then I won’t post for months.
It’s bad again. I thought I was better but I’m the moments of silence alone it came all rushing back the dull ache. The anxiety in my chest when I try to sleep at night. Constant naps to shut up my head. The same thoughts of before. I tired to ignore it as if it’s just a figment of my imagination because I like you and how could you ever like me if I am broken and hurting.
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Vanna (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I think I am entering one of my “phases” I hope not because I honestly thought I was done with them but I also don’t think I want to fully accept the fact that I could be entering on of my phases because I really like this guy and I don’t want him to think of me like I am messed up or something.
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Holy tuff
Thank you
Si
True love does not depend upon liking it is or is not and if it is no defect will deter it. A poem of insecurity provoked by fear of loss. Well written
Thank you
You are most welcome
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