Marc
I finally decided to let you go.
You are dead and I am still living. We once are in love and I still love you but this is not right.
I hope you agree with me. We will meet again, maybe in another life. Where there will be another 'us'
Alice Wayne
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Summertime Sadness
General FictionMaybe in another life there could be 'us' ? I put my red dress on tonight, Dancin in the dark in the pale moonlight. I do my hair up real big beauty queen style I'm feelin alive.