M · Poetism

To M

When we first met, I thought: he’s gonna be gone tomorrow anyway.

When we met again, I thought: I’m gonna see him for just three more times.

When I said yes, I thought: well, why not?

I always depend on chance, and play with whatever card’s in my deck.

But I’m done with chances now.

Walking away is a choice.

But I’ll take the plunge.

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