#78: Today I Write Something

I guess we aren’t born as lovers
I wished that we were born for each other
I thought that we were going to be forever or go down in flames
I guess it’s really over
I question myself if it’s worth the pain
With every letter I write
With every stroke I strike
It’s your name I want to write
You ask me what I would do
I would definitely choose to be with you
I was in love with your madness
You were strong, fearless and reckless
You possess these incredible things that made me believe that the impossible is possible
After all, you’re the impossible that made it possible

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