We were always at loggerheads A picturesque memory, Some said it was love, Some said it was hate, We denied having any feelings, Now our hearts needs healing, The soft stuttering of my heart, A rhythm to the hate-love song, Or maybe somewhere in between, My happiness fueled only by your anger, A slight bargain … Continue reading Frenemies
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