She Wasn’t Happy Or Sad

She wasn’t happy or sad, in love or out of love, she was just there existing in the ebb and flow of life— and that was a dangerous place to be but her worst mistake was forgetting to remember there was more.   xx Atticus @atticuspoetry  www.atticuspoetry.com

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