Not Sure What This Title Should Be
Scattered though my peices of time
So many tears I cried
Now I am so alone
I cry so much more now
When these places are no longer filmiar
I have adapted to all this change
Yes we seem so much more together
But no longer as one
I can't see my future
All I see is my past
The present is a work in progress
Will I love again
Will I be loved again
So many questions
Not enough answers
So long past this dating scene
Not sure how to grow
Not sure where to begin
Frustrated apps
Frustrated feelings
This world is changing
I am so out of touch
But I have hope
I have a plan
I have the goals
I just hope someone will be there to share
All of what has made me..Me.
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