1:24 am//poetry

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love, i can feel it...
every time you hurt, every time you cry, every time you feel like you're nothing. i feel it. and it hurts, knowing you go through the same pain as me. so i must remind myself that's it is for the best. i know it will make you stronger even though all you can think of is the guilt, the pain. but remember that first, it demands to be felt and far too often we forget that nothing comes free. remember those few moments of sorrow are a small price to pay for a soul as beautiful as yours.