does it ever hit you?
1:10 am, that you genuinely
love him, and he has absolutely
no fucking idea bout it
or about you?
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Love // Thought
PoetryPoems about unrequited love, melancholia, and thoughts day-to-day (Updated randomly)
1:10 am
does it ever hit you?
1:10 am, that you genuinely
love him, and he has absolutely
no fucking idea bout it
or about you?