rest assured.

Yes, I think about you.
All the time.
All the time I so gleefully wasted,
fully aware you would leave.
I still don’t know why I did it.
I guess it was like fool’s gold-
pretty on the outside, but lacking value.

I wanted everything I had until it recycled me.



Mandy Joy Poole View All →

Writer and photographer from remote Labrador, Canada. Just another cold Labradorian chillin' in the Big Land. Can most likely be found walking my dog Grace or behind an iMac screen slowly taking over the interwebs.

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