One Day

I was told to ‘get over it’ and pray

Crushes will disappear in a day

One day, it came and time has cut

Wild mind now stuck in a rut.

 

I wish this time was not familiar

To how my efforts when to waste

Passing by like a storm

Flooded with self hate.

 

Fruitless adventures into like

Taken out and tossed aside

Rushed feelings this will subside

Until then, I pray.

 

 

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