the way we were

The way we were back then...

just need to go back,

The way i loved you...

i miss it...

The way you made me laugh...

it's not the same...

The way we talked...

We dont talk anymore,

Feel like you hate me...

Still stuck when i first met you...

just want to die NOW!!!

you make me feel death...

This poem is about: 
Me

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