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Dec 2014
I stooped missing you.
I stopped needing you.
My heart learned to stop aching.
My mind stopped worrying.
I am healing quickly.
But the problem is... no one is filling the space I have. No one is giving me that feeling that I felt with you. I am still lost in mind, drowning in thoughts. Oh god heal every broken piece of my broken tired heart.
Dove
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Dove
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   --- and Janine
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