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Nov 2014
Her:
I'mΒ Β permanently broken
i lost my pieces when i lost you
i left them in europe in every place i cried
some are in your shirts where my tears fell.

But they have been cleaned.

as time passes by it seems harder to find them again
you say i can't never lose my perfect match.
but i lost myself
there are no pieces left.

Him:
Yes your pieces were left there
but someday we will go back as i promised
that one day in florence.
we will go back and pick every single one of them.

i promise i will buy new shirts that will get wet
of your tears of happiness.
because no matter how broken you are
i promise i will complete you.

i will make the tears that were on your pillow disappear.

i loved you yesterday, i love you today and i will love you forever.
Paula Pineda
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