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There's no such thing as "love isn't real" love is inevitable. So as I ride the wave of resentment and dip myself in the ocean of fluctuations I still nurture my love for you respecting your decision disrespects the affection in my heart the affection that has already made its way through my bloodstream giving me that sense of high the love that has already infiltrated my lungs and stole my breath away i do not wish to press charges. Love is inevitable but heartbreak is a privilege and to grow from it is the gift.

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