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Nov 2013
I thought there was more to feel
than the feeling of emptiness
whenever I’m not holding your hand
and whenever you’re holding hers;

You filled every void of my wounded soul,
and in the end I just needed you there.

I needed you to stay—
wherever the gaps lie.
Even if you belong
with her.
Bianca
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