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Sep 2018
Does he know how strongly I feel about him
That I would cut away at my entire body if that meant he could go on even without me
I couldn't possibly live in a world in which he stopped breathing
I mean that with no exaggeration
My last life lives through him
I must be the one to go first
Even if that meant I had to give away every part of me to keep him breathing
I ache to hear that snore
I crave to listen to his heart beat
His warm skin
To see every perfect detail of his face
I live for it all
Written by
Becca
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