Leter that will hopefully fall apart in water, please stay printed

Dear my you were, as I know you mever wanted to bear, I won't call you near. Audios like you are for me, preparing in different timelines to see, if I used the same words and never sumbled a bit, because I want everything to fit. Inner I forget that the most is not me anymore, since laughter has been many for, but somehow I chose fatty from lore in the convenient store. And not open my ears for you for sure. Maybe love was never normally made, but I hoped your perspective will somehow fade, but ofcourse it did never, not even late. My fault it is since you relaid on it, because I forced you to sit. Made you think, what ty thing you did. Always I would've accepted your sorry's, but never someone was trying to Set up a story, where I could feel somehow glory. Audios like you are for me, hearing you twice makes me see, that I find uncomfort in finding the key, but still try to grab a tea, while it makes me hurt in degree. Lazy I am to even delete you fully in recording, cause I didn't wanted a third to restoring. People say the mind forgets when hurt happens, I would never deny these textes. He may started messing, ,,but before", always Showed up in a Dressing. Who dumbass said love is romantic? Now I am here standing here psychopatic. I hope I'll never see my you were, as I already knew you never wanted to bear, I would never again call you near. Copyright © Adna Demiri | Year Posted 2024