The words that You were searching to find. The feelings that I was trying to hide. One nite, They both became clear, And decided to appear. Things were said, That weren't really meant. It could've been The end of us, But we hung on Through all the fuss. But the hardest part Of all is, in the end, Where one admits That they were wrong. Then come the tears, And the sorries too. But in the end, You both realize That arguing Is for the best, For it means That making up comes next.
Reason for writing:
A very deep argument.(please comment)
Birth sign: Scorpio
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