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Jan 2019
After the tireless fighting and screaming hurtful words at each other, we both ended up sitting on the cold floor, tears escaping both of our eyes.

“Iʼm sorry,” You said, “This is not the kind of love I promised you.”

I shook my head, pulling you into a tight embrace, “Donʼt love me how you promised. Love me just because you do...”
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Lyn  22/F/PH
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