tomorrow is a special day.
for you and me.
but tomorrow will be replaced,
by today.
i was filled with joy,
with hope,
with love.
All for you.
Willing you to come.
"Bad news.." you began.
"you can't come." i finished.
i hate it when i'm right about the wrong things.
so i yelled at you.
i said things i didn't mean.
i wanted to hurt you.
i wanted to hate you.
i
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