missing you is not as glamorized as I've made it sound
in most of my dream you are merely there watching me, just standing around
you were everything, every single day, we went from exchanging all things, to only exchanging pain
something shifted out of sight making us utterly estranged, something I acutely found I did not have the power to rearrange
you told me that I was necessary, how exactly did that change? Did it change?
A love story
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A Love Story, if told correctly, will do nothing less than ruin your heart.
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