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Lately, none of what seems to matter when I’m holding you and maybe, baby, we’re getting better.

Aimee C. Hovey

What an absolute waste land loving you has become. Such a shame, to let it be any less.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Love Shame Wasted Time
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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Broken Feeling Goodness Myself Safety Way
Lately, none of what seems to matter when I’m holding you and maybe, baby, we’re getting better.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Better Hold Improvement Myself Relationship
The more you push to get close to me, the more I’ll withdraw. You’ll never catch me. Not if I don’t want to be caught.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Catch Close Myself Togetherness
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
There’s a sincerely bittersweet truth in the way neither of us deserve me loving you.
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Deserve Love Sincere Truth Way Yourself
Words lit low on kerosene pages, familiar comforts like asphyxiation.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Comfortable Familiar Page Word
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
Time might only tell if this will be comfort or a curse.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Comfortable Curse Patience Time
Nothing cuts deeper than being made a fucking fool at a time you’re already so vulnerable.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Deep Fools Time Vulnerable Yourself
There’s a destitute side, a breakdown in me. My subversive pursuit to finally be free.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Break Down Freedom Myself Pursuit Side
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
Romeo and Juliet have nothing on this story, all the places we will go, or down in drumroll glory.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Glory Love Place Story Willing
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
I know I’ll look back on these days and wonder why were some so hard? I know already that they’ll be, the best I’ve ever had. I know I’ll look back on these seemingly impossible days and wish for them back. And I’m finally starting to understand what it feels like to be really loved.
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Best Day Hard Impossible Love Myself Start Understand
A hello from you can still bring me to my knees, set me free. More than any goodbye ever could.
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Freedom Love Myself Relationship

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