"Am I still happy?" I began...
--Friends only--
I’m not pretty or anyone important, I am merely here to spill endless words with out war or cause.
If this is social then lets meet when the weather is warm and the clouds are grey someday, somewhere we both know.
And forgive me for asking but if I wrote a letter to someone, a you I used to know, even now, would you look back with fondness, or write back in clear letters, you where always a liar
I’m really, truly, asking, with out boundaries, if this is a letter, are we still stuck in the lost days?
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