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Emo poem about visiting my ex to return her things before she moves to NYC |
Melting I’m melting And time is moving too fast or is it too slow? I’m melting To see her one more time makes me wish even more that she won’t go I’m melting And I can’t seem to stop I’m melting I wish time would finish the job I’m melting One minute I’m okay the next minute is echoing hurt I’m melting And all I can think about is melting with her |