I write so past feelings don’t deceive me. I read them back later, so present feelings won’t either.
Think of you later,
in time to wish to see a
forgive between us.
Fall familiar love,
trusting it to deliver
a pain you knew once.
A place you survived,
before you knew you could hurt
others just as much.
Think of me later,
a promise to remember,
good times between us.
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