She's been heart broken too many time before. I came in the picture, just another clone to her. She sees me, she sees heartbreak. I see her and I want to show her. I want to show her that I'm not like the women from her past. Yes,they were all an exquisite taste. Breathtaking but irresponsible with her heart. I can't say that I'm the right one for her. I don't know. What I am certain is the disservice she will be doing to herself if she doesn't see me standing there, in front of her, reaching out . Tick tock, clock is running out.
Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 2:44 PM UTC
She's been heart broken too many time before. I came in the picture, just another clone to her. She sees me, she sees heartbreak. I see her and I want to show her. I want to show her that I'm not like the women from her past. Yes,they were all an exquisite taste. Breathtaking but irresponsible with her heart. I can't say that I'm the right one for her. I don't know. What I am certain is the disservice she will be doing to herself if she doesn't see me standing there, in front of her, reaching out . Tick tock, clock is running out.
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