it was summer,
you were warm.
I never wanted perfect,
you knew that.
someday, you’ll know
how all these poems, they’re all for you,
and you’ll apologize.
and I’ll say it’s nothing,
it’s just a poem.
I’m just in love with you,
I don’t have feelings for you.
The title was a nice subversion so I should have expected the final lines. I didn’t. So, congrats on throwing a curveball twice. It was written excellently!
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Thank you!
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Beautiful Lauren! Enjoyed reading this!
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Thank you 🙂
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