August

Notes: there's a bit of a strange story that comes with this poem, 3 years in a row, i ran into the guy i was in love with in august, every year it was august that i saw him, it was so weird to me why we kept running into eachother like that, cause we wouldn't talk for the whole year and i'd run into him on that month.
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Another august and again I see your face.

Sometimes I want to run to you.

Sometimes I want you to Erase.

You've twisted my mind and played with my heart,

You've put me back together and torn me apart.

I still call you "my heart" to this Very day, why? I don't know, I couldn't say.

All I know is that I still love you.

All i hope is that you ever Truly loved me too.