I wrote a poem about all that we could ever be…

Then the pain and fear of those nights came rushing back to me.

I missed…only the fantasy.

You say, all we had was family.

Now I’m left with the pain of how it fell apart so perfectly.

 

Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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