Wednesday



I hate you for making me want to scream to the wind
 For making me search for answers in the dark winter nights
I hate you for leaving me Back then - you didn’t 
even hang me up to dry


  Younger than the sunrise- I know, but feelings don’t lie

Stars connect, we reconnect but
What am I supposed to think?

When I see you, the fire inside ignites and I can’t help but
Feel that. The touching of our souls here

Can’t lie.

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