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Dec 2014
The nights spent next to you are no longer filled with excitement and your body next to me seems so lifeless in the morning. Every good morning kiss begins to feel like a good-bye and the routinely I love you is going bland. We told ourselves we wouldn't get in too deep, but honey we're stuck here with no place to go but our separate ways.
Melanie
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