We were like a volcano
It blew…
…
Then it went dormant,
even if I wanted more than that.
I still miss you Kate,
even if this is far too late.
I wonder if I’ll ever meet you again Kate
I’m sad that you’re gone,
because first and foremost you were my mate.
I wish I had never kissed you, because if I hadn’t, I wouldn’t miss you.
Kate…mate…
If I see you again, I genuinely won’t know what I would do
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Author:
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