stars aligned
Three's a crowd.
odd numbers never work out..
or do they add up to coincide with circumstances?
she tries to shake of those jaded sentiments.
cause maybe, just maybe..its assumed.
walk away ?or stay on for the finale?
a prick in the chest..
that desire to question yet fickle in the mind.
15 months.
promise me tomorrow starts with you.
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