Almost Letters to Lou.
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Last published Mon, Jul 6, 2015
It's been a year One long ass year since the last time i saw his beautiful blue eyes. My heart has been ripped open and stitched back together so many times i cant breath right any more. There's only one thought on my mind; Him. His laugh, his hair, his smell, his touch...
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