This time last week, we were in a cool looking hotel room and cuddling - slightly drunk.
I thought I’ve been coping well enough; I’ve been deceiving everyone. At first I took it well, but now I’m slowly breaking into tiny little pieces. It has barely been a week. Time, he said he needed time. I don’t know how long I can wait for. I’m finding it
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