This is a poem that I wrote back in May of 2021. I really am doing okay, except when I’m not.
I’m not okay
Everyone thinks
I’m doing okay,
But I miss you,
Too much.
It’s lonely here,
Without you,
I long for you.
I miss your touch.
I’m not okay.
This is a poem that I wrote back in May of 2021. I really am doing okay, except when I’m not.
I’m not okay
Everyone thinks
I’m doing okay,
But I miss you,
Too much.
It’s lonely here,
Without you,
I long for you.
I miss your touch.
I’m not okay.
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