Whenever I see him,
whenever I hear his voice.
The dull ache returns
within me.
When I think of him,
I hurt so much.
When I remember he
loved me.
And left me.
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 2:03 PM UTC
Whenever I see him,
whenever I hear his voice.
The dull ache returns
within me.
When I think of him,
I hurt so much.
When I remember he
loved me.
And left me.
Heartbreak hurts. A lot.
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