The cry of a heart for something that is never meant to be its.
Two souls have grown so close pretty fast, but remain so far that it hurts deep inside.
The only thing left was loneliness...
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I’m not the one for you. I don’t just think that, I know it for sure.
Someday you’ll find her. Someday you’ll find a girl that will reply you the second you text her, even if you replied her ten minutes late before....
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davidehrgott
January 2, 2016 - 20:18 this is so sadkyra
January 4, 2016 - 06:21 yup....