My internal feelings were bubbling into thoughts, forming into words, growing wings, and taking flight, reaching the ears and minds of others, expressing something more significant than a sentence, a hollowed moment of life's waves. I hope these words that spilled from me like tipped glass can make a splash in your recollection of the fond and the sour days. Heartbreak is a natural part of love. What's left after the end... memories turned into stories.
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