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Feb 2019
And you see, my dear, that was the difference between you and him,
I was in love with the idea of being with him,
The idea of adrenaline pumping through my veins,
But with you,
Oh with you,
I truly fell,
I loved every little thing,
The crinkle of your nose when you laughed,
The way your delicate fingers interlaced with mine,
The way you would fall asleep listening to my heart beat,
The heart that beats your name on repeat like one of your scratched records
Written by
Kaylee Ann  17/F
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