How many shooting stars, 11:11's, and prayers will it take for a simple wish to come true. Maybe, never. I'll never get over you, I've relized. I try to convince myself that I am, but really, not even close. Being with another doesn't put a smile on my face. Why the fuck am I so drawn to you. Look what you've done. A pathetic, little girl is born;
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