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Dear Carson

TheAdorableDork

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Time 1h 54m

TheAdorableDork

brokenhearted deepemotions hopeless letters younglove

Dear Carson, do you ever think about me? Do you ever miss me? When you hear our song, does it make your heart ache? Or does it remind you of us? Or do you still not care? You hurt me. You really did. You still do. I don't thinks you realize the pain you have put me through. And, still do. I cared, and you didn't. I loved you. But that wasn't good enough. I handed you my heart, and you took it, and crushed into a million little pieces. You didn't mean it when you said you loved me. You liar. Heart breaker. Cheater. Charmer... You called me PrincessHeaven.. And I called you my Prince. You gave me that cute little lock, and you kept the tiny silver key in your phone case. You gave me so much to love, and so much to remember. Dear Carson, I still love you.All Rights Reserved

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