Part of me wishes I could lose myself in your arms again. I never thought it would come like this. But even more of me wants to stand on a rooftop and scream look at me now into the wind. It's so much easier than I thought it would be--being me, that is. I am me, without you. It's something I thought I never wanted to experience. But now that I
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