And when you were trying to save me I didn't realize you were breaking down. I could see you were broken, and all though you didn't want to admit it; things got to you. And I always wanted to be there for you, as you were for me. You deal with shit on your
own, and I always need you.
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Love // Thought
PoetryPoems about unrequited love, melancholia, and thoughts day-to-day (Updated randomly)
