Have you ever done something you knew would hurt you more later? I don't mean like not studying for a test or stealing something. . . I'm having trouble putting what I want to say into words. To cut to the chase, for me it's looking back in my pink book. The pink book is a compilation of other people's poems, my poems, and quotes. I like looking back in it, but afterward I'm always put into a really strange mood. . . it's kind of like a quiet sadness? Weird analogy, but it feels like a dog's pitiful whimpering. . . it's a disturbing feeling.
Let's go back to yesterday,
When you made my problems go away.
Everything was so simple,
Laughing, talking, hanging out.
But nowadays everything is so different.
I don't think things will ever be the same.
The warmth in your smile, the laughter in your eyes...
Gone. Like yesterday.
--anonymous.
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