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Dec 2018
and if I really want it to hurt ill imagine all of the different ways this could have gone
like alternate universes

in one, we never find our way back to each other. too much hurt and not enough heart and sometimes promises don’t work out. sometimes they shouldn’t. time goes on, we long forget the nights we prayed we never would, and what was meant to be; didn’t.
in another, we part. we fall in love with other people like we swore we never would and we take them to the places that were supposed to be ours. there’s a picture of me hidden under your side of the mattress and I still wear the ring. we never forget.
in some, you stop asking how my little brother is doing. he stops asking if you’re ever coming over again.
in others, we never meet.
in one, in my favorite one, everything happens like we imagined. there are no maybes or apologies, no promises of keeping in touch, because we never stop touching. we never stop saying goodnight. we find happiness in Tuesday’s and trips to the store. the stories are true and it’s all worth it in the end.
love is enough and so are we.
so are we.
Aurora
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Aurora  18/F
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