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Oct 2015
Because someday,
You'll forget his scent.
And someday,
You won't reread those letters.
And someday, those memories will be so faded, you'll question what was real.
And while he'll never mean nothing to you,
You'll move on.
You know, maybe you never will find "better".
But at least you'll find something different.
Something,
Easier..
Isabelle
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Isabelle  20/F/Pennsylvania
(20/F/Pennsylvania)   
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