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Sep 2014
Remember when I came home one day crying and cold and you spilled I love you's out like the solitaire cards on the compute when you wait until the end to right click?
But the crying didn't stop like it used to. Your bandages couldn't keep in what was leaking out of me.
We learned we shouldn't use I love you's to make up for the things we couldn't give each other.
Harlow
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