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and if i lose sight

of myself tomorrow,

i know you'd never be there,

because you've never been there.

i would want you to know

that you were a terrible person-

the worst one, so far.


but you're laying beside me 

right now,

and you're loving me more than

i've ever been loved.


right now, right here; h.k


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