I Remember

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Every time I look at you, I remember everything.

I remember the way you held my already broken heart in your hands, cradled it like a baby.

I remember the way you then smashed my heart into a million pieces.

I remember the way you still come back at times to place the pieces back together then tear them apart again.

But.

I also remember the way I love you.

I remember the way my hand fit perfectly into your's.

I remember the way you stared into my eyes as if you could see my soul.

I remember the way that I turn pink when you smile.

I remember everything.

That's what makes it so hard.

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