Romeo and Juliet have nothing on this story, all the places we will go, or down in drumroll glory.
AIMEE C. HOVEYAnd you, you’ll always be the most brilliant mystery a masterpiece of october midnight hauntings my best dressed trauma at the evening masquerade.
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There’s a sincerely bittersweet truth in the way neither of us deserve me loving you.
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If I could go back to a time I’d be with you. And I’d thank you again for almost being the healing to my heart.
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Life won’t wait but you and I? we’re gonna live forever.
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I guess that’s the thing with forever you only get it once. So when you find yours in someone there’s not a thing you can do to forget and nobody else could ever come close.
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Maybe the most perfect words I’ve ever heard, beauty and sadness, are these three. Not, I love you. But, Let it be.
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Thankyou for showing me not everything with love will leave.
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Honesty, I don’t know how to love you less. Let alone not at all. I try my absolute best some days but this just makes me miss you more.
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And I miss where the sun sets. Over the english channel, on the south coast of sussex.
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There’s a destitute side, a breakdown in me. My subversive pursuit to finally be free.
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Maybe the way you seem to feel safe with your arms in mine means I’m not all broken maybe there’s something good inside.
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I fell accidentally like Alice into a whole world anew I found, When I fell accidentally in love always and ever with you.
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You’ll be what keeps me awake at night. Ignescent in the dark and impossibly my happiness.
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Lately, none of what seems to matter when I’m holding you and maybe, baby, we’re getting better.
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You love me some days I’m honestly sure of it. You think I haven’t noticed and I’ll pretend I didn’t. You love me somedays and that’s okay with me.
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I’m holding on so tightly to the promise that if nothing lasts forever, someday, this sadness will end too.
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