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.
AIMEE C. HOVEYShe’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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And 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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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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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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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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Life won’t wait but you and I? we’re gonna live forever.
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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.
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How disheartening and yet a kind of relief that you too turned out to be just like all the rest. How freeing it is to watch the sun rise and set without you.
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I lost so much of myself, when I lost them both. I learnt how to be strong on my own and for everyone else.
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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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I still hold hollow hopes for the day, my heart keeps it beat whenever I hear your name.
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Tell me, please how I’m ever meant to forget these exact words that you said – “you have my heart you stole it and I’m fine with that”
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Nothing cuts deeper than being made a fucking fool at a time you’re already so vulnerable.
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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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There’s a sincerely bittersweet truth in the way neither of us deserve me loving you.
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