For real?
You were like this different person, back then.
I mean, like... sweet. Super,
caring and considerate.
You used to stare at me, like how, the Mayans must have stared at
and charted stars to mark the calendar days.
It was magic (in so many ways).
Or so it seemed, back then.
You.
You really were, magical, too.
I even remember telling Claudia, how much I
had to be with you...
I mean, I don't even "want" anyone like that now.
But then, Oh! Then? I sure as a fuck wanted you!
I wanted to be that one person you could go to for anything.
But, I wasn't.
-- © I.M me 💞xo
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©I.M. "That Girl," Inure Muse
Hi! I'm "That Girl Muse," author, artist, muse, poet, surrealist and spirit guide, who uses creativity as a means to heal the mind. Each poem's a lil' bit of Inure Muse's story @Find_the_muse & support my work. You can also book me online!
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