Perfect Fit
I see you
Arms entangled with your perfect fit,
But what happened?
Fast forward to six months
It’s all over
Here you are, in my arms, weeping pretentiously
I felt accomplished,
It felt like fate, that you were so close
Who knew?
The feelings of impending doom,
They did lead to somewhere










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