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Nov 2018
The way I can't stop thinking about you.
The way I miss you when we are apart.
The way my heart breaks to pieces when I see you on the streets, like nothing happened.
The way I  was so disappointed when my high hopes, of you showing up, lets me down.
The way I so desperately wish you were mine.
It all hurts. But what hurts most is falling for someone who doesn't understand how much you truly care and have them on your mind.
Erin Nicole
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Erin Nicole  F/Indiana
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