Category : Poems

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We send messages to talk to others,

 But we think about each other.
You told me that you will miss me 

If we don't talk anymore, 

I'm already thinking about you 

Even without seeing you, 

Having you in my arms.
  If I was able to read your thoughts, 

I wouldn't have needed your deceptive words. 
 If I had known from the beginning 

How badly it would end, 

I would have avoided the end...

 Being with you even now.