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Oct 2015
And in my mind I scream at him,
Β 
"HOLD ME."

Do something, anything to show me you care.

But he didn't move a muscle.
It was one of my bad nights. He just turned on his side and went to sleep
Unrequited Love
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Unrequited Love
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