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Dec 2013
I had gotten use to being lonely
He was like I god I couldn't feel or see

Lost between the lines of doctrines never meant to be understood but only for people to pretend to read

I felt my heart get heavy like a water balloon

Get set
Get ready

I'll be lighter than your empty hands soon


He said marry me

I smiled skeptically

He ran down the staircase
He moved me across states

We woke up early in the morning
He promised me all of himself and all the love we would make
Anais Mostly
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