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And me writing this down makes me no different. But I purge this thought to coax the bitterness out of me. I do not deserve this that's why I move on.
My heart goes ballistic with your every word. Your stories linger in my mind and find their way to my heart. Although in this space, romance is often doomed to fail before it even starts, I admit, I fell. I'm addicted. I'm in love.
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