Written in the stars

Written in the stars

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Rihanna
"I'm no good, love" "But your good for me. your love is the sweetest of narcotics and I can't get enough." I was on the brink of tears as I watched him grab his brown leather jacket off of the couch. He walked over to me and caresses my cheek softly. His eyes held so much pain it made my heart ache. "The feeling will fade love, you'll find someone better" "Who are you trying to convince? You or me? There will never be another you.." He paused for a moment, lost in his mind. He then let out a soft groan as he backed away from me, running his fingers through his hair. Reaching into his back pocket, he took out a pack of cigarettes and lit on up, taking a deep drag and exhaled. "If this is what you really want, I won't stop you. Just know..I won't be responsible for your heartbreak" Maybe it was the liquor in my system or maybe I just didn't give a fuck about my heart anymore. All I wanted was him. He's all I ever wanted..
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