Last Love

This is for yes,

This is for no,

This is for holding on to hope when you had nowhere else to go.

This is for sunshine,

This is for rain,

For the time he said “I love you”

And that time you forgot  his name.

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About onewritersheart

I love to be myself . . . whatever that means. But seriously, I love to write, laugh, and lounge around the house when my schedule isn't too crazy. I have five tiny humans: three nephews and two nieces. I am the youngest of five, and a twin. Lastly, I am awesome and I love myself.
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