Love Always, Olive.

Love Always, Olive.

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I threw a love letter in the trash today. It's crumpled and It's torn. Words are crossed out and ink is spotted. Spaces were left blank as though I meant to fill them in later, but it's clearly a love letter. Because there are wrinkles where my fingers grabbed the paper, cursing the day I gave in and let myself love. Because there are mascara mixed tears stains that fell from my sorrowful eyes when I thought about how often you told me you loved me. Because it was not meant to be read... It was meant to be felt. It was always meant to be felt... But I just couldn't feel.
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