There’s a sincerely bittersweet truth in the way neither of us deserve me loving you.
AIMEE C. HOVEYThere’s a destitute side, a breakdown in me. My subversive pursuit to finally be free.
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Thankyou for showing me not everything with love will leave.
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They say what is lost can always be found in the last place you look but I wouldn’t be so sure that you’ll ever see this version of me again.
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And as I gave up the fight to leave the forever in my heart behind, I made friends within the hellfire beast that will always burn a little too close whilst you remain out of reach.
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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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I miss you now since you were here than you never where. I’d forgotten what its like to watch the world with you and how much you feel like home.
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I still hold hollow hopes for the day, my heart keeps it beat whenever I hear your name.
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Romeo and Juliet have nothing on this story, all the places we will go, or down in drumroll glory.
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Some things change and some things never will. A night spent with an old friend, my heart is full.
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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 meant every word I said. And I hate that it would mean so much to me, to know that I cross your mind occasionally.
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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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All those questions that I was too afraid to ask? In the end I lay down cold welcoming the answers to tear me in half.
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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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What an absolute waste land loving you has become. Such a shame, to let it be any less.
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She’s never seemed fragile, or weak. No. Never. Not to me. Her strength, is viking. Her bravery. Her wild. And at night, Helena, she sleeps. With the wolves lovingly at her feet.
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