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by ximri

I don't know where to start. There isn't a current location in my brain, And no final destination in my feet. All I know is that I love it when our eyes meet. I can't remember the first time you held my hand. I can't remember the first thing this said to me. But I remember the first time we laid side by side. And when you broke my collar bone, Apologies falling from your lips like the tears that roll each night for a hundred nights and more until I see you. I dont know if it gets worse before it gets better, Or if the sun will rise before I wake, but I do live in the fact that you'll be there when I do. I long for the past like it was a good ex-girlfriend. I wish I didn't take those 45 minute drives for granted. I would've walked every mile. What has been done has been done, What will be done is for us to decide. Forward, backward, I don't care. As long as you exist I will live like this.
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