I knoen I haven't been around often, and im sorry for that.
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Im not a hopeless romantic, and neither are you.
We are simply hopeless.
The night skies blend with the moon to count the lies we've told.
Numbers much too high for even our well developed ears.
I want to know if this is your tomorrow.
Because this isn't forever.
Everything has an expiration date
Including you, and I
Then again, for you forever always meant today
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i L O V E your poetry. it's inspiring.
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