And this is the end, the end of it all.

I used to think of you as today, and I was your tomorrow.

It’s just too bad we can’t seem to get past the yesterday

Photo by David Clode on Unsplash

Smoking gun a fatal run, Valentines swooped in

Photo by Charles S. on Unsplash

I write poetry, prose, and personal pieces. All images are mine unless indicated otherwise. Feel free to leave feedback on my work anytime; I hope you enjoy.

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