alone, im thinking that we are much better together. i can still smell him on my sheets and on my skin. last night i couldn't tell where i ended and he began. it was beautiful but i have a habit of making things like this ugly. a dozen roses and his sweet words can't reassure my heart that it will ever beat again for him or anyone else. i don't
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