The 365 days I loved you*editing*
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Have you ever loved someone with an imperfect heart?
Is it impossible to love someone with all your heart when the heart itself is failing?
In my lifetime I loved only one person even if all I had was an imperfect/failing heart.
But of course I admit I wasn't suppose to love her.
I wasn't suppose to let her into my walls or fall for her smile.
I thought..
Maybe if I didn't love her..she wouldn't have been hurting.
Maybe if I didn't love her...I she'd be happy.
And maybe just maybe she didn't mind that I loved her because of course she said it herself, that she loved me but then again she also said that I was the most painfullest person to love so I wouldn't really know.
In the surface I knew I shouldn't have loved her when I knew I would leave her in the end no matter what happened.
But deep down I knew I was happy to have her and happy that she was my first and last love.
"Hey, Riley ."
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"I'm sorry that I have to leave you."
"Yeah,I know."
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