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Feb 5
Sometimes,
many times
I think Iā€™m almost over you.
I think I can move on.
I think I can find someone to love
and have them love me back.
But then,
we talk
and I see you smile
that ****** smile.
I see
The way your whole face lights up
and your eyes twinkle with mischief.
The sardonic wit
and the kindness buried underneath all your hurt.
And then Iā€™m stuck again
Stuck loving you.
Stuck seeing
that ****** smile.
Lorrin
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Lorrin  21/F
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