
so the thing is…
but I’ll try to explain
Letters I can’t send from places I can’t name.
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but I’ll try to explain

but I don't love me back

Where do I mail this to?

I hope you drown.

I used to draw him oceans.

This is my confession.

This one is different, I promise.

The heart remembers what the mind forgets.

Time moved, and I forgot to follow.

And what's left of me when I do?