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I didn't know.

I didn't know this would be so painful.
I didn't know this would be so hard.

I didn't know you'll be gone.
I didn't know this time is for good.

I didn't know I loved you this much.
I'm sorry I didn't know...
Please do not get angry at me for feelings that I cannot control
 Aug 2015 Brielle O'Brien
NV
3:58
 Aug 2015 Brielle O'Brien
NV
IT'S 3:58 IN THE MORNING.
AND GOD, I HATE HOW MUCH I MISS YOU.

ACTUALLY, NO.
I LIE.

I HATE HOW MUCH YOU DON'T DESERVE IT.
"I want to have conversations with you at 4 am when we're both out of our minds and dazed in sleep deprivation. I want to sleep in a twin bed with you lying next to me in my high school sweatshirts and plaid, baggy pajama bottoms. I want to kiss you like the bees kiss the flowers and like the sun kisses the sea. I want to sing to you in the car and listen to the quiet buzz of you humming along. I want to be there when you find beauty in not only the sky, but the world below it. I want to navigate my way through that maze of a heart just to find even more beauty and love in your soul. I just want to be so deeply in love with you that drowning becomes a privilege."
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