This was my first try at ever writing about her. I loved her, but wow, she crushed me. I’ve written around the edges of her for years – I’ve kind of written about everything but her.
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Isn’t it true the one that hurt you the most
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Oops. Didn’t finish replying..phone error..to continue. The one that hurts you the most is the one you remember ?
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That’s an interesting question.
I do remember her; I remember how strongly I felt about her; I remember all the time we spent together; and I remember her telling me that she’d never cared a thing about me.
Lovely pictures you have. It compliments perfectly with your poems. Sometimes I start to wonder these moments in time, did it really exist or was it only a figment of my imagination.
Your first love ?
No, but the one who hurt me the worst.
I’m sorry to hear that. 😯
Thanks, Evelyn. You’re very kind to me.
This was my first try at ever writing about her. I loved her, but wow, she crushed me. I’ve written around the edges of her for years – I’ve kind of written about everything but her.
Isn’t it true the one that hurt you the most
Oops. Didn’t finish replying..phone error..to continue. The one that hurts you the most is the one you remember ?
That’s an interesting question.
I do remember her; I remember how strongly I felt about her; I remember all the time we spent together; and I remember her telling me that she’d never cared a thing about me.
Now, I’ve written a poem about it.
Lovely pictures you have. It compliments perfectly with your poems. Sometimes I start to wonder these moments in time, did it really exist or was it only a figment of my imagination.