bitter butter

saying rubbish, i don’t think so.

to whom it may concern,

i am writing just to pass the time.

i have nothing better to do without you.

so i will write and write.

to prevent myself from losing the grip.

once again.

did i ruin it, love?

did i make you hate me?

i hope not.

i will wait for you,

as asked and promised.

you cried when i was away.

i cried when you were away.

what else could there be to make you see?

that this is not the way it should be.

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