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I've always loved blue eyes.
But yours were different.

Your eyes are the only ones that I get lost in.
The only ones that make me feel safe and okay.
The only ones that I fell in love with.

You may not think about my eyes the same way.
You love brown eyes.
But you think the same way of someone elses eyes like I think about yours.

Look what I'm holding in my hands for you.
It's my heart.
I'm sorry.
It's a little bit broken.
Used and broked by others.
There are some scars.
But you've already loved some of them away.

I don't think you'll notice me.
I'm standing right infront of you with everything you've ever wanted.
But you look too far away.

Maybe it's better that way.
I don't want to ruin this again.
I couldn't take it anymore.

You will never read this,
but
I love you.
I always will.
You will always be the owner of my heart.


Forgive me.

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