come back
come back
come back
gave you back all your gifts
endless what ifs
you were supposed to be my prince
i wish i knew when it was our last kiss
there were too many conflicts
but i want to go back to a nother time
when you were mine
and i wss yours
before it just went terribly wrong
before it went miserably wrong
we agree again to be strong
make it work
i am sure
full of hope
down the slope
but make thr impossible possible
poetry to connect
i promise not anymore conflicts from me
About the Creator
princess jasmine
a fairytale poet
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