Broken heart hope love
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I don't know how or where it happened.
I just knew it was the beginning to an end.
The beginning was full of many unknown surprises.
I’m going to write you this one last poembut I’m tired of talkingall this emotional shit is exhaustingI’ve written pages and pagesof sensitive outpouringsI wrote you some shitand called it “your poem”
Your little tug boat has been on a long journey
Once it was a strong boat
Now the little tug boat struggles to stay a float
Even in the raging storm you found a reason to keep going
