Sense

Tuesday, December 26, 2023

I sat there in front of you 

I thought of everything that had ever broken me

I thought of everything that ever shattered my heart

In that moment when I looked at you 

I thought of how I used to think 

I should tell you all of that someday

In that moment though I just exhaled

I spoke nothing on any of it...

Because all of it made sense now


Because none of it make sense now 

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