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Him who makes me hazy. Him who's laugh makes me starstruck. Him who's soft accented voice lets off "One year, Nineteen days." Voices exchange. Brain numb, and hands perspiring I step back. "W-what?" I stutter. "The day you broke up with me." Blood rushes to my cheeks fast like a ****** Him who smiles that broken smile, the striking smile. Him who looks like a newcomer. Him who I haven't held in an eternity. In One year and Nineteen days. Five months, January 1st to April 28th. One year and Nineteen days. Him who had no trepidation. Him who broke my heart as well as his.
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May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 10:40 AM UTC
One year Nineteen Days
Him who makes me hazy. Him who's laugh makes me starstruck. Him who's soft accented voice lets off "One year, Nineteen days." Voices exchange. Brain numb, and hands perspiring I step back. "W-what?" I stutter. "The day you broke up with me." Blood rushes to my cheeks fast like a ****** Him who smiles that broken smile, the striking smile. Him who looks like a newcomer. Him who I haven't held in an eternity. In One year and Nineteen days. Five months, January 1st to April 28th. One year and Nineteen days. Him who had no trepidation. Him who broke my heart as well as his.
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May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 10:40 AM UTC
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