it's slowly becoming apart of me. one little thing said or done makes me sink into my doubt more and more. constantly, i wonder if everything between us now will be the same then?
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Poetryi was love then i was lost. ©writingxfreak NOTE: some of the photos/videos used in this book are not mine, and i do not take credit for them.
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it's slowly becoming apart of me. one little thing said or done makes me sink into my doubt more and more. constantly, i wonder if everything between us now will be the same then?
