They Call It Fate

drifting downstream

into he

she once knew,

they call it fate

i call it settling

His conflicting thoughts about me showcased themselves across the table, he feared me yet wanted to be with me. I understood his turmoil because I felt that way about myself

The Hearts Maturity

my heart became vintage as the memories of us decomposed in my mind

The Siren

once he dipped himself in my honey he developed an addiction for my taste

They Call It Fate

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