Dear you.
Who doesn't deserve this words.
But they belongs to you somehow.
As my life belongs to me.
And the better love I have is my own to choose.
G.D.
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Dear Robert,
General FictionMaybe it's better being alone somewhere else than being back together in pain while fate plays with us like tyrants on his hands.
Dear you: The perpetual ghost of my heart.
Dear you.
Who doesn't deserve this words.
But they belongs to you somehow.
As my life belongs to me.
And the better love I have is my own to choose.
G.D.
