Conflicted Wondering if pure love exists or is just depicted Images surrounding me Hounding me Fairytales crumble in front of me Wondering why love looks back differently. Wishing it’s warmth would wash up on me I feel highs, then lows and jealousy. Wishing I knew if you were into me like I am into youContinue reading “Conflicted”
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