THE CHAR ARTICLES





The heart-wrenching pain of wanting the affection of someone unattainable.
How I ended things that haven’t even started.
 



I've stopped talking to you, and this is to let you know why.


A Poem for the Guy I Like

We never really know each other. I don’t know your name, you don’t even know mine. Yet, most of the time I think about you.

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