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Feb 2018
love is the texture of cool whip
not the rocks you bruise me with
love is the taste of sweet honey
not making sure i think you're funny

love is a breath of fresh air - an honest cry
not revolving my life around a guy
love is a heart filled with anticipation
not constant need for validation

once we had all these good things
its strange i didn't feel them leaving
will i ever love you again?
or should i go back to freezing?
Sarah Elaine
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Sarah Elaine  24/F
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