She didn't get my poetry.
She didn't care to try.
She didn't get my music.
She didn't care to try.
She didn't get my silliness.
She didn't care to try.
She didn't get my attractions.
She didn't care to try.
She didn't get my passion to travel.
She didn't care to try.
She didn't get my desire to sacrifice.
She didn't care to try.
She didn't get my career plan.
She didn't care to try.
She didn't get my heart really at all.
She didn't care to try.
She didn't get the need for counseling.
She didn't care to try.
So why did I care to try for so long?
Maybe he will...
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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I can feel this! That feeling of one-sided effort—like shouting into a void and finally realizing it’s time to stop.✨
How sad 😞