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its not you, its me

by @LucidLucy

do i go on leaving what's behind. when you still slip my mind sometimes. his hand is warm enough to melt my heart. thing is, there's been a hole from the start. i've never been cared for this way, maybe i really missed the times when I just insist on doing things my own way. being a go-getter sure do has it's ups and downs. i think right now im going through the list that make him frown. i'm a mess from the beginning. that's what solidified our understanding. he's into my mess. he's always given me his best. i knew he's into me the way I was to you. i catch him looking the way I do when I see you. putting these notes on fire and then i'll put myself out there hanging thin on a wire.
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Published
Apr 7, 2018
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more thinking and more thinking

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#fuck#thoughts#move#on
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