Sometimes you have to let go of the people who own a piece of your heart for sometimes no amount of efforts or "I love you"s is enough to make it quite snug.
I continously tell myself I'm over him but am I really? My face may break into a sad smile and my heart may skip a beat whenever I hear his name but I swear
I'm over him.
- lily
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the statistical probability of love
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