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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.

Aimee C. Hovey

I still hold hollow hopes for the day, my heart keeps it beat whenever I hear your name.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Day Heart Hold Hollow Hope Name Yourself
And I miss where the sun sets. Over the english channel, on the south coast of sussex.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Channel Missing Sun Travel
You’ll be what keeps me awake at night. Ignescent in the dark and impossibly my happiness.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Awake Darkness Happiness Impossible Night Yourself
A long time ago I came to realize that no matter where I am no distance I could go can ever make my heart forget you’ve made a home inside my soul.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Distance Forget Heart Home Myself Realization Soul Time
How is it possible that only you can stop time when I meet your eyes of green gunshot fire.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Eyes Fire Myself Possible Stop Time Yourself
Time might only tell if this will be comfort or a curse.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Comfortable Curse Patience Time
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.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Hate Meaning Mindset Myself Occasional
Bad habits could’ve led me down so many worse paths than back to you.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Bad Habit Path Worst Yourself
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.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Burn Fight Forever Friendship Heart Leaving Myself Reach
There’s a sincerely bittersweet truth in the way neither of us deserve me loving you.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Deserve Love Sincere Truth Way Yourself
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.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Break Up Feeling Forget Home Missing Yourself
And you, you’ll always be the most brilliant mystery a masterpiece of october midnight hauntings my best dressed trauma at the evening masquerade.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Best Brilliant Haunt Myself Mystery Pieces Trauma Yourself
Words lit low on kerosene pages, familiar comforts like asphyxiation.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Comfortable Familiar Page Word
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.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Day Honesty Love Myself Thinking
And didn’t I used to say “live fast, die young” right up until it was your last day too soon, with me under the sun.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Day Death Fast Live Sun Young
Thankyou for showing me not everything with love will leave.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Leaving Love Myself Thankful

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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