we kept trying because we thought that love isn't something that we are naturally worthy of.
instead, it was something that we had to earn
we kept fighting so hard because we wore taught that love means suffering, that it's supposed to make us feel miserable and undeserving of it
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to be loved by a woman
Poetryand i remember that it was the cherries season and his lips haven't yet tasted mine but only god knows that everything was already falling apart
