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Eleven years, and I'm still writing this story about us. It took me eleven years to finally unlearn the love I thought I could never let go.
—georginariver
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Rhymes & Reasons
PoetryThe sun sets and the moon rises, but your absence stays still. August slips like a blink and winter should have been colder, but summer memories warm my endless nights. First love never lasts and so does us, but the way I love you at sixteen always...
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01.26.24
Eleven years, and I'm still writing this story about us. It took me eleven years to finally unlearn the love I thought I could never let go.
—georginariver
