For old times sake
look me up,
have coffee with me
It’s strange how I barely know you
even though I loved you for so long,
and I still do
for old times sake
I’m not scared anymore.
I’ll tell you that I’m sorry
for being the person I was,
and that I’m a better person now
I’ll not bore you,
with how much I missed you
and how I lived after us
for love promises us everything, yet nothing.
Have lunch with me one of these days.
I miss you the most when I’m eating alone,
for you taught me how solitude can be fulfilling
This time for reasons other than usual,
meet me.
I’ll pick you up?
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Poetry inspires. This piece was inspired by an unknown poem that made me feel so much in so little. Memories came flooding back and I wanted to write my version of it, for old times sake 🙂
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