Sometimes you end up never speaking to someone who meant the world to you again. And that's okay. You cope and you survive. Don't let your losses keep you back from new gains.
(but fuck I miss you so much)
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RandomMy short stories, poems and other things that I think are amazing. Most will be written by me but things that aren't will be said. © Copyright R.R. 2016
sometimes
Sometimes you end up never speaking to someone who meant the world to you again. And that's okay. You cope and you survive. Don't let your losses keep you back from new gains.
(but fuck I miss you so much)