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You’ve been my inspiration for half a decade.I tried finding a reason to keep holding on but they all led to him. My friends say he looks like you, physically you know, but if they truly saw him they would know, he is the one. He has stolen my inspiration, stolen my every thought, my every heartbeat. I am thankful for those five years of inspiration but they brought along with them a chisel slowly chipping away a piece of this fragile heart. Perhaps you will always remain like ash beneath the dirt waiting to be consumed like dry wood. A memory of my innocence and first love you will always be. The baby face I loved stealing glimpses of. Wishing every time I had a piece of your heart. You may never have been mine, but my heart surely thought the opposite. This is the last time i believe you will serve as my inspiration, but if some day far away from the future you dare inspire me once again, I’ll stop for a bit of ink and write to you Wish me luck, because I know, I have this unimaginable feeling i’m falling for him and he is willing to not let me hit the ground like you did time after time. Goodbye, Old Inspiration Hello, Love.
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC
Goodbye First Love.
You’ve been my inspiration for half a decade.I tried finding a reason to keep holding on but they all led to him. My friends say he looks like you, physically you know, but if they truly saw him they would know, he is the one. He has stolen my inspiration, stolen my every thought, my every heartbeat. I am thankful for those five years of inspiration but they brought along with them a chisel slowly chipping away a piece of this fragile heart. Perhaps you will always remain like ash beneath the dirt waiting to be consumed like dry wood. A memory of my innocence and first love you will always be. The baby face I loved stealing glimpses of. Wishing every time I had a piece of your heart. You may never have been mine, but my heart surely thought the opposite. This is the last time i believe you will serve as my inspiration, but if some day far away from the future you dare inspire me once again, I’ll stop for a bit of ink and write to you Wish me luck, because I know, I have this unimaginable feeling i’m falling for him and he is willing to not let me hit the ground like you did time after time. Goodbye, Old Inspiration Hello, Love.
For C.B. A constant reminder of the innocent love, that was bigger than the universe, a reminder that I'm not perfect nor need to be.
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC
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