New YorkA Poem by Maija Darling
It won't be today
since I woke up again in your bed wearing one of your shirts And it won't be tomorrow since I will be thinking of you and the way you looked at me But maybe one of these days I'll finally learn to stop chasing souls who have dates set for departure and won't be coming back.
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StatsAuthorMaija DarlingDuluth, MNAboutJust the average twenty year old college girl. Too many thoughts and too big of a heart with no one to share either with. more..Writing
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