Once upon a time my heart was okay, or actually, that wasn't to long ago. That was at the beginning of the summer. Now it's so close to the end I can almost taste the bitter, sad, salty tears running down my face. But I can't cry yet, I wont cry yet. Those tears aren't for now. They are for later when I need something familiar. When that time
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