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Lacuna
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°I will never forget the day I realised he was mine. And for sure I'll never forget the day I realised he wasn't° My heart was beating soo fast and for a second everything around me disappeared and all I could see was him. I couldn't hear the noise anymore, only my breaths. I couldn't smell the coffee and warm cookies in front of me anymore,I smelt nothing but him and at that exact moment it became my favourite scent I never smiled harder in my life. But I can't say that for him. And I know for sure as days turned months and I kept fighting for him ,yet could even get a smile from him. °Lacuna° (n.) a blank space, a missing part. cover made by @bonitarogue
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