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dynamics of heartbreak your distance, his proximity, the repetition of releasing hormones and horrors, and honey-colored eyes, and hope. i enter the car and he looks at me. kisses me before we walk in, opens the door, brushes my leg under the table, butterflies warm and sooth and scare. my heart breaks when it's supposed to be solid, when i'm supposed to be happy and whole and ****** and orgasming and screaming and strong my heart breaks when i am kissed, when i tell my sister i love her, when my dreams come true; the edges are sharp in my chest; i don't think it will ever not hurt i don't think i will ever not be broken
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 5:25 PM UTC
broken hearts club
dynamics of heartbreak your distance, his proximity, the repetition of releasing hormones and horrors, and honey-colored eyes, and hope. i enter the car and he looks at me. kisses me before we walk in, opens the door, brushes my leg under the table, butterflies warm and sooth and scare. my heart breaks when it's supposed to be solid, when i'm supposed to be happy and whole and ****** and orgasming and screaming and strong my heart breaks when i am kissed, when i tell my sister i love her, when my dreams come true; the edges are sharp in my chest; i don't think it will ever not hurt i don't think i will ever not be broken
i've been trying to process some intense and confusing emotions and this is the result
inhalingtears
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 5:25 PM UTC
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