It Would Be Nice

It's been 3 months after it all blossomed,

Trying to cope with a cut or a chug.

They say "a little love never hurt anybody,"

Yet it could only hirt me.

What did I say,

What did I do,

I wish I knew a little more

Before we both parted.

Now I'm just trying to just

Forget you and your name

And your face

And what you meant to me.

Wish I got to know you more,

One last conversation would be nice,

But now I just text,

Not expecting a reply.

I wish I knew why.

I at least want to say goodbye.






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