Love Letters (Poetry), Poetry

Love Letter #181

Through our conversations and

our laughters

you never knew what made me smile

or laugh at that matter.

You didn’t know my favorite food

or even color

my favorite things to do.

Shit, you couldn’t even pleasure me correctly

You really didn’t even know me at all.

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