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It would be a shame
to look back on this
and (out of bitterness)
not call it love.

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It would be a shame to look back on this and (out of bitterness) not call it love.
You do not deserve the poems I wrote for you.
Everything was poetry and nobody was writing it.
I’ve watched you fall in love with everyone but me
You can be sitting there, drinking coffee while your life falls down around you, with a smile in your eyes and poems on your teeth. The worl...
I am always going to love you. But I have to move on because this love is killing me.
Recovery never really ends, does it?
I fought for you and I shouldn’t have had to.
I used to shrug girls off who had hope chests, glory boxes, bottom drawers full of baby clothes and magazine clippings of pots and pans. ...
I’ve been burning through a lot of matches and praying to nobody that the smoke detector won’t go off. I’ve been holding ...
And I guess we will never know how it got to this. From good morning texts to silence. From you being the centre of my world to you pulling ...
when she finally told the world that she was lost, it twisted and turned  until the ground beneath her faded and she was left falling, alo...