Its 340 in the morning and I'm sitting at the grand street l stop waiting for the train back home. I left my lover. I left him with the tshirt he gave me to sleep in strewn across my spot on the right side of the bed. He always took the left side. He always took my side of the bed. I rubbed his back, layed with him, made love to him for the last
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leaving an undeserving lover is possibly one of the hardest things to do. things will get better because once you're at the bottom, the only place to go is up. ily, IM me any time.
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i miss you so much it makes me crryyyy, i hope to see you soon.
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