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As if my heart couldn’t break

Throughout our relationship, although I had my selfish moments, I stopped acting on what it was that I truthfully wanted. Who I wanted to be with. Where I wanted to go. What I wanted to do. I was constantly worried … Continue reading

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I told my boyfriend I had met someone..

I didn’t think I would cry over him. I didn’t think my tears would fall across my face. Splatter and spread like my heart did. Not then, three weeks after the first time I said it and not now, one month after breaking … Continue reading

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Wish I could make you whole.

He’s the one who made me feel so comfortable. Made me feel like he’ll always be there. Made me feel confident enough to say anything, at any time. Made me feel whole. But, he never felt whole. He always felt I’d … Continue reading

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I really don’t want to put you on here

I tried to tell him we needed to stop. We needed to break up. I tried to tell him, “I’m in my thirties, we can’t keep acting like teenagers. Jumping into bed at all hours of the day. Really, we … Continue reading

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Wanna go away with me baby?

“I can’t come with you to Vegas,” she said, matter of fact. “Baby, why? Please.” He reached out for her hand, eyes somber, yet like his usual self, glimmering and hopeful. “Because every time I go, I make out with … Continue reading

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New city, New boys

From day one, liking you really threw me off. Three years after that first day, when I never thought of you again, suddenly here you are. Here you are with me. In this new city, with rooms and rooms full … Continue reading

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Ocean’s deep

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. – Khalil Gibran Miss Mess xoxo

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