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my hands were shaking when i wrote about you, dying to write down the truth, and i called it love. you left me hating myself even more than before, left me desperate for more, and i called it love. you caused me to drown in a sea of sorrow, made me unsure about tomorrow, and i called it love. your touch sent a tidal wave of shivers down my spine, for way too much time, and i called it love. i kept pouring my heart out to strangers, you were starting to feel like a stranger, and i called it love. i wasn’t able to sleep for days and days on end, feeling like these feelings were never gonna end, yet i called it love. you broke my ******* heart, and broke my ******* mind, i still called it love. let’s just hope it wasn’t.
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 5:43 AM UTC
i called it love
my hands were shaking when i wrote about you, dying to write down the truth, and i called it love. you left me hating myself even more than before, left me desperate for more, and i called it love. you caused me to drown in a sea of sorrow, made me unsure about tomorrow, and i called it love. your touch sent a tidal wave of shivers down my spine, for way too much time, and i called it love. i kept pouring my heart out to strangers, you were starting to feel like a stranger, and i called it love. i wasn’t able to sleep for days and days on end, feeling like these feelings were never gonna end, yet i called it love. you broke my ******* heart, and broke my ******* mind, i still called it love. let’s just hope it wasn’t.
it wasn’t always like this. maybe it even was love.
mischa
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 5:43 AM UTC
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