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I loved you because you were broken my soul could look at yours and see home every minute we spend together was like drowing in the ocean I would sink deeper and deeper and eventually I would choke but the darkness of the water never botherd me, I liked it maybe because you were always there with me in the morning I would look up and see the sunlight coming through my window, the lights would touch my face and every single morning when I would open my eyes the first thing I always think of is you and how much I love you I wish I could have you near me, like everyday but we both know that never was a great idea after a while we would remember how much we are a like and I would hate you for being that way, you would hate me maybe that is why you are my soulmate, why I love you Im looking for parts of myself in the people I love it gives me comfort knowing there are kids out there who are like me a little bit mad, a little bit broken, but with golden hearts and voices I always loved the idea of us being in love forever.
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May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 3:38 PM UTC
soulmate.
I loved you because you were broken my soul could look at yours and see home every minute we spend together was like drowing in the ocean I would sink deeper and deeper and eventually I would choke but the darkness of the water never botherd me, I liked it maybe because you were always there with me in the morning I would look up and see the sunlight coming through my window, the lights would touch my face and every single morning when I would open my eyes the first thing I always think of is you and how much I love you I wish I could have you near me, like everyday but we both know that never was a great idea after a while we would remember how much we are a like and I would hate you for being that way, you would hate me maybe that is why you are my soulmate, why I love you Im looking for parts of myself in the people I love it gives me comfort knowing there are kids out there who are like me a little bit mad, a little bit broken, but with golden hearts and voices I always loved the idea of us being in love forever.
a lovestory about two broken teenagers that would never work out.
BelleVictoria
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May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 3:38 PM UTC
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