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She is someone who can make everyone smile. She is the light in the room, the talker, the joker, the one that brings the life to the party.
And I made a mistake.
I dimmed her light. I turned her smile. I broke her heart.
Now I fight with myself to fight for her.
I hope to mend her heart, to mend us.
I hope to lay in her loving arms, to be caressed and kisses, to be gently talked to, to love as unconditionally as before.
I hope to be one once more.
I hope to heal, to love. |
