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May 2016
I curse my heart and all it stands for
I curse my laugh for rolling on
I curse your eyes for being so blue
I curse myself for falling again for you
Why do you have to make things easy?
Why do you have to make me feel safe?
Why are you so fun to talk to?
Why are you my happy place?
Once I have feelings for someone they never go away. I was, once again, reminded of this via 5+ hour Skype call with an old best friend/ex.
wren cole
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wren cole  23/FTM/NC
(23/FTM/NC)   
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