I wish we hadn't messed everything up
We could have been good together
But now we're just strangers who get involved with one another every few months only to just fall back into silently passing each other in the hallway as we both reminisce on how perfectly we both fit in each other's arms that warm Autum night
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This Dying Love
RandomLove is dying. Love is hurting. Love is boring. Love is searching for something new. Love is simply love. This book isn't just about love. Its about the good times and the bad times. And everything in between. This is a personal journal at most. D...
