and she's already talking to someone else
pretty and funny and full of witty conversation
they're just phone calls and text messages
but every ring sends an ache in my heart
a jolt down my spine
i can feel it looming just over the horizon
the inevitable distancing as i'm once again left behind
for a shiny new toy
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Even Stars Die
Poetry"Nothing is infinite. For even the stars, brilliant and bright and true, light up the dark for but a brief moment before disappearing into the endless night." 【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】 These pages were meant to bring my greatest fears to life because desp...
