The love was intense i married my best friend,my second half my twinn. in moments I lost him - left without a piece of my heart. Only left with the blueprints of what was once . To glue together my broken home that felt cold and empty.. what happens when warmth starts to creep in and the burden is not as heavy to carry, when u get solace in the wrong arms. When a laughter doesn't see to be so distant and you find a new best friend.
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