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Sep 2015
Yesterday my mother told me that I can stop hurting when I want to, but how do I tell her the real pain kicks in when all I think about is you coming back, and that I look at anything beautiful without thinking “wish you were here?”
2. I look for you everyday, in empty streets at 4 a.m, in book and songs, I look for you in everyone I meet. But they’re not you, and I can’t seem to find anyone that makes me feel the way you do. Maybe i loved you too much. Maybe you didn’t want this enough.
3. I still wait by the phone waiting for you to say “I know we ****** up, but I love you.” No one has ever made my heart hurt like you did. No one’s ever made me feel so in love either. Maybe i want you back, maybe you don’t.
4. I still have that dream where i come home with my heart in my hands while you’re looking at her, and i realize that you never wanted me to stay.
5. I miss you so much. I wish you still loved me. My heart’s been so heavy ever since you left. Please, come back home.
Diba
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Diba  toronto
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   Emilie, --- and reposession
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