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May 19
I am so scared
you are going to stop loving me
because I’ve fallen out of love
and I thought love was a choice
I didn’t want to fall
I fell so hard my chest burst open
and maybe I felt free
maybe he wasn’t the one for me
what even is the “one”
I believe there are many ones
for many people
and I want to be your last one
Ashton Taylor
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