Plenty more fish in the sea
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MatureOngoing16m
Last published Thu, Sep 29, 2016
Sure there might be "plenty more fish in the sea" but there are also sharks, jellyfish, squids, crabs- must I go on?
Things are different now. I don't turn when I hear your name. My heart doesn't stop beating when you say mine. My face doesn't light up when you smile. I don't laugh at every joke you make. I think you could say you lost me.
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